04-12-2004, 03:41 PM
âSpiking coffee?â Chandi questioned a small smirk gracing her features, already feeling as if this little stint with another superhero team might not be that bad. âI think we are being punished.â She replied, looking around the main lobby of the compound. âAlthough this one looks a little bit less like a prison.â Chandi added her gaze moving around the room as she spoke. Noticing A.J. rush through and give them a little wave that reminded Chandi that the two of them needed to have a talk later. âAlways was a bit stormy on Muir Island as wellâ¦I think it must be a curse.â She shrugged and made her way across the lobby and towards the nearest room, which she mentally hoped was the kitchen. âHungry?â Chandi questioned Cameron as she looked over her shoulder at the Scotsman. âBecause Iâd be willing to make and old friend and sandwich if need be.â She said right before slipping through the doorway of the room ahead, relieved that she had in fact found the kitchen. âJackpot.â