Jay strolled down the hallway, not even bothering to get out of peoples' way. They got out of his way instead. He knew exactly where he was going, as he had a very good memory, and had looked at the map for quite a while. He arrived at the grungy little clubroom and looked around.
"I was expecting a better place for a hangout," he said lazily. He grabbed a cookie out of a bow, sat on a comfy chair(while ignoring the scared looks of some of the kids), and took a bite.
"I was also expecting less snot-nosed kids," he said with his mouth full, referring to the crying kid.