[ Most of the people in TJ’s group have people to go home to. They have family or friends, standing engagements to help shake off the effects of these meetings. Some people didn’t take it seriously. TJ used to be one of those people. It took an accidental overdose for him to see a problem.

He looks down at the proffered hand, taking it with a loose shake. He’s used to shaking hands from all those fancy shindigs he attended when his parents were campaigning. ]

TJ Hammond. Nice to meet you, Sam.

[ He looks back to see the hall emptying quickly behind him, then back to Sam. ]

You, uh, you got any plans? I was going to grab a coffee… Wouldn’t mind some company.