Outside Spike's Saturday Evening
[Set up for Lana and Shep, but anyone walking around may run into them.]
Shep comes sprinting out of the bar, stopping to catch his breath and see which way Lana went. She's across the street, bent over, either sobbing or barfing.
He approaches slowly and sits on the arm rest of the nearby bench. "So..." he says quietly, not sure how she'll react to his presence. "Not such a good day, huh?" He's bad at this and he knows it, but he wants to cut the tension somehow.
Shep comes sprinting out of the bar, stopping to catch his breath and see which way Lana went. She's across the street, bent over, either sobbing or barfing.
He approaches slowly and sits on the arm rest of the nearby bench. "So..." he says quietly, not sure how she'll react to his presence. "Not such a good day, huh?" He's bad at this and he knows it, but he wants to cut the tension somehow.