Zach checked his phone again.  Still no Wi-Fi signal.  [i]What kind of backwoods dump...[/i]  He stopped for a moment to look out over the sheer opulence of the place, what with the plush, red carpet, and the suits that looked like they cost more than his parents combined yearly income.  [i]What kind of crazy rich backwoods dump doesn't have Wi-Fi?[/i]

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He continued on, finding a nice place in the back, but there was already someone there.  Looked like some goth chick.  Knowing that at least [i]she[/i] wouldn't bother him, going by his experience, he took a seat a few steps away.  Then, he pulled his knees up toward him, resting his feet on the back of the seat in front of him, not so much sitting as perching in his seat.