There's a small envelope at the bar for Wilford this evening. There's no note, just a
USB stick. He's sure it'll admirably fill the brief he was given.
There's also a note
from Wilford, via Jim, to Security, that's being
held at the bar for safekeeping. He tells Bar to give it to X on request, should the need arise. Though X still reads his mail
anyway, so it's probably pointless. He'll have to leave her another present soon; Christmas is coming, and he wouldn't want her to think he's forgotten her.
He'd been meaning to stay down for a drink or two, but as it happens, he learned something very interesting collecting footage around the bar today. Something that's been hiding away in the garage, right where it's easy to get at.
Jim's in a better mood than he has been all week, as he heads back upstairs to start on this latest distraction. He hopes it proves to be fun because
damn, time is dragging and he's fast fast fast running out of ways to fill these interminable hours.
[OOC: Not for tagging, just establishing stuff for other stuff. <3]