[Kerry is distracted by staring at the walls, looking for anything like a secret panel. There's got to be something like that. This place can't be what it seems. There must be cameras, at least. He's sure of it, and so he studies every surface intently, even the ceiling. That's why he walks right into Saber.
He manages to keep a hold on what's left of his hamburger, but his fries go flying everywhere, much to his dismay.]
Hey-- [He looks to see who he's collided with.] Oh. Saber. What are you doing here?
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He manages to keep a hold on what's left of his hamburger, but his fries go flying everywhere, much to his dismay.]
Hey-- [He looks to see who he's collided with.] Oh. Saber. What are you doing here?
[Don't say sorry or anything, Kerry.]