Ryder had ducked out of his booth to grab a quick bite to eat. 
Rushing through the convention centre, he had put on sunglasses and a baseball cap to hide his identity. Walking briskly. 
Ryder was feeling a little nauseous from partying the night before. A lot of alcohol and maybe some other substances had made it hard to turn up to the appointment today, much to the dismay of his Agent. Sure he had been hungover before, but this felt different. He felt warm. His skin felt tighter. Like there was too much of him. 

Anyway, he was a professional. He was masking his discomfort well. At least until he found himself admits a near collision of multiple people. He carefully [i]danced[/i] around the two girls. Practiced grace, he kept his balance with calculated and deliberate steps. “Alright, if everyone is Ok…” He moved to take his leave.