(SCT) Hey, Saunas Are Super Manly!

[Trevor Paige]

"Maybe we can try and get them together." Trevor replied with a laugh, finding the mere thought amusing, although dreadful in what it could imply. "They could just crazy at each other and leave the rest of us alone." It was an interesting prospect, but one Trevor doubted would work. Mainly because that would mean talking to either of them which was something he, obviously, had avoided on his end.

"Nah." Trevor said, his head shaking and offering a dismissive wave in Tim's direction. "Nothing like that. You don't exactly match my profile, so I think you're safe." He smirked, as usual, and went to settle back into the bench he was sitting on. A bit of alone time seemed to be in order given the hectic last 24 hours. "Take care Tim." He said with a nod. "We'll be in touch."

[Tim Tawfeek]

"Eh, Jack's actually got a girl," Tim said, shrugging, "weird as that sounds. We could still try throwing them in a room together, see who comes out alive." Tim wouldn't have minded watching that, though his money would definitely be on Jack. The guy had the sort of cockroach style luck that would likely mean he'd be around long after the rest of the world had gone to hell.

Trevor was waving Tim off, so Tim nodded and offered a salute. "Take care yourself," he said. "And keep an eye on the feed: I've got a pretty major project coming down the pipe. Though I'm probly gonna lay low for a few months: Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe's got this art show thing and I've been promoting that, so I'll give her room then do my thing." Tim nodded again, then gave Trevor a short hand wave before heading off. He was practically dying to get somewhere where he wouldn't feel sweat crawling down his buttcrack.