I'm Sorry, Okay, I'm Not Perfect, But

The Air Smelled Like A Mélange Of Everyone's Perfume And Hair Products, With A Slight Undertone Of Booze.

Don't Get Too Comfortable. It's Not Over Until I Say It Is. -a

Hannakins: I Know You Guys Are Living Out Your Own Private Romeo And Juliet Love Story, But Remember: Both Of Them Die In Act V. -a

Sutton's Dead. Tell No One. Keep Playing Along... Or You're Next.

The Obstacle Is The Path.