INT. LOBBY DESK -- LIGHTED
You shake hands with her. She's got a tough grip for a little beach girl. Then again, as she leans forward, you think you see the glint of gun metal under her chair. She's no ordinary beach girl.
You tell her your name, and she smiles.
"I'm Kelly Krye. Need some help?"
To ask about anything Orion-related...
TO DO SOMETHING UNUSUAL, NOTIFY ADMINISTRATORS TO BEGIN INDEPENDENT SEQUENCE
To leave this Environment: return to the Master page or make a comment/suggestion...