In a way, this decision was made even more wonderful in his mind by the looks security had given him when they had asked to inspect the bag David had brought with him. Hopefully they would approve of it later when they got their own pieces of the larger of the two trays of food.

David heads right to the bar, as one security guard suggested, and offered a smile as he put his large bag down on the counter.

"Hello," he smiles at the first employee who pays him attention, "I'm looking for Tim, or someone who knows him well."