As I tried to get my stuff out of the pockets she was measuring around me quickly. A black long-sleeved t-shirt was pulled over my head and then she h...ad me walk around the corner. I was made to stand back against a yellow background and she asked me my name."Smith"She did not question it as she typed something into a Toughbook laptop. A bar was pulled out from the wall that she used to take my picture and then had me come back to where we had been before.More measurements. I was given a pair of. "My name is S'rat Chyn (close enough), and I am here on behalf of my company, LD Enterprises. Please follow me." With that, she walked off, not even bothering to glance behind her to see if Daniel was following her. He contemplated staying where he was, but followed her anyways when curiosity got the better of him. They walked around for a while, and then Daniel was led into a small VW beetle, the expensive looking chauffer sitting in it a sharp contrast to the car.Ten minutes later, Daniel. "TO ARMS, MEN! GOBLIIIIINS!" I yelled, swinging at one that had gotten too close for comfort. The blow connected with a satisfying thud.As I looked around, I saw Al firing various pistols, one after the other, each delivering a different effect. One blew the head of a Goblin clean off, one exploded, killing many. One particular shot had an interesting effect, setting a goblin on fire, which quickly spread to others. Jim was muttering under his breath, swinging his hammer at incredibly fast. Tonya laughed and took his hand."Honey, look at you, you're wearing a petticoat a little girl's dress, and it's a very pretty dress I might add, lots of bows, ruffles and frilly lace. It's so pretty," she said as she fluffed the ruffles on his shoulders with her fingers. "Your toenails are painted all different colors the way you like them, and I wouldn't have it any other way," she said giving him a knowing smile."I'm not a sissy. I don't want to be dressed like this Tonya," he pleaded with.