[Gnarled]

Brennan eyed the occupants of the convention room. Many people spilled through the wedges between stalls. He followed a class of students as they meandered to a rock climbing attraction. He mused on the subject for a while, wondering just what kind of caves they may be interested in visiting as another customer approached the stand. He heard his cohort give a shout. This was when his head shot up and he locked his eyes onto the newspaper clutched in said customer's hand.