((OOC: This follows the conversation between Geain and Garm in the thread. ))
Garm walks among the tables in the food court carrying two large cups with open tops and a paper sack. A tall stack of whipped cream is visible over the rim of one of the cups.
**Stay off of politics, Garm. I really should have come up with a way to phrase the posters that would have gotten people to think instead of giving into my temper. Well to late now. To late for a smoke too.**
He looks around for Geain and seeing her heads for the table.