>Consider chances of getting to the stairwell unnoticed.
Or you can just walk up and talk to the guy. Seems a lot easier in more ways than one. >Next.
Snirp: Hey so uh. Snirp: Me and my pals just kinda want to check out this university right here. Snirp: Is it cool if we just go through the stairwell and give ourselves a tour? Receptionist: Well go ahead, just don't go into the dorms and everything will be nice and fine, got it? Snirp: Cool. >Snirp and co.: Go in the stairwell already.
You all arrive at the stairwell. You know it would've been cool to just sneak on by but for whatever reason you couldn't draw enough motivation to do so. But alas, the daunting stairwell, one presenting a fairly easy descent or a grueling ascent that your legs surely can't handle whatsoever, what will it be?
Fonz: HEY, MCSNAPS. Fonz: ARE YOU ALRIGHT? Fonz: YOU SEEM TO BE A BIT FLAT AND BURSTING, AS THEY SAY. Matt: Nobody says that. Fonz: CAN IT. Fonz: BUT UH.. Fonz: IS HE GOING TO BE ALRIGHT? Matt: I'm sure he'll be fine, let's just leave him out here to simmer down while we check out this place. Fonz: WILL DO.
>Matt and Fonz: Enter the PAKRAT domain.
You enter what appears to be a small bar with a jukebox standing adjacent to a gate. It also becomes apparent to you on where you've entered. You're not particularly fond of these types of areas, or the people within them as well. They tend to be... a tad desperate... to say the least, when it comes to them "getting their dames".
Patron: WE CONSIDER PEOPLE WHO PLAY THAT SONG THUGS. Patron 2: no we don't but- Patron: DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO THUGS LIKE YOU? Patron: PEOPLE WHO PLAY THAT ATROCIOUS SONG?!? Matt: Wow uh.. Matt: You're a big guy.. Matt: For me, at least. Fonz: WHAT ARE YOU DOING. Matt: shh