Dean arrived back at the cafeteria and got himself another cuppa joe. Putting on his best 'I'm ready for anything' look, he settled down to business just as May finished asking her question. At that moment, they heard a loud crack from Tara's room and the lights flickered momentarily. "Not only that, but what we gonna do about Ms. Random Acts of Witchery? I don't know about you, but I sure don't want to be walking down the hallway and have one of her bolts hit me in the ass."

May scowled at Dean. "Would serve you right." May wasn't too happy about Dean's callous comment about Tara's critical condition.

"What? I'm just saying. Sounds like they might be getting worse. At least we should cut off any electricity to her room in case she arcs again. It might take the whole place out next time."

"Huh, lughead's actually using the proper organ to think with for once." Rodney said.

ooc: out till much later tonight.