[That's one of the worst thoughts that can abruptly enter someone's mind prior to a serious discussion about a traumatic experience. Kay's room, however, is pretty spartan and utilitarian, the same level of "comfort" as any room at the resort. ]
[There is an acoustic guitar propped up against the far wall and a couple of old detective novels on the table by his bed. He pulls up a chair and sits down.]
So you were telling me what happened with the bombs?
[Private]
[There is an acoustic guitar propped up against the far wall and a couple of old detective novels on the table by his bed. He pulls up a chair and sits down.]
So you were telling me what happened with the bombs?