The ants were still stuck to Ray's shoes as he fumbled down the hallway like a bumper car. He reached the end of the hall and began stumbling down the stairs. His journey down the 7 floors to the ground level passed quickly as he could see little and was acting on memory. Ray would often count things while carrying out his daily routine and had luckily memorized the number of stairs per floor. He was Finlay able to put that memory to use.

When he reached the last step he halted his advance and allowed his mind to catch up with his feet. His vision suddenly was bright white and then focused and adjusted normally. He realized where he was again and began to head to the door but was suddenly pulled back by a firm hand on his shoulder.

"WHAT IN BLUE BLAZES!!!" Leo's voice boomed and echoed throughout the Atrium of Thallow Flats.

Ray was quiet and began to feel woozy again.

"Where've ya bin boy?!?" he clarified his first statement in the hopes that Ray would answer.

Ray still didn't answer.

Leo pulled him by his shoulder and had him do a complete 180 degree turn so that Ray was now facing him. The muscles in Leo's face loosened and a look of pity came about him.

"Just look at cha!" Leo said. "You've had a rough time of it then?"

Ray managed to nod his head in the affirmative. "Nasty Lunch" he sighed.

"Well, you come on then we've still got a car in the shop fer ya." Leo slapped Ray lightly just enough to wake him from his stuper. "Come on! Git!"

Leo started out from the Flats with a still zombie like Ray in tow. He couldnt help but feel like a small child in trouble with his parents on the long akward walk to the shop and though he was no longer feeling sick from the soup he now felt noxious from his new situation. His fear was unfounded though and when they finnaly got to the shop Leo let him off the hook.

"I don't know whats goin on with you and I dont wanna...you just fix that Henry's car before morning you hear." Leo said. That was quite unlike Leo to say and Henry knew that it was his boss's form of sympathy.

"Yeaaaa..um, Yes sir" He said as hs shuffled over to the old, beat up car. Bending down to begin his work.