"Seriously. You'd think in a station like this, they'd have to find better shit to try. That guy?" She nodded at his (still moaning, whining and complaining-in-pain) sad, sorry self still on the floor, "Isn't gonna last long at this rate."

She took a sip of her own drink, grinning in a self-satisfied sort of way. She shook her head, though, at Benji's question. "Nah. Not new, just... coming here more often. Are you some kind of regular, then?"