[Hayley meanders to the dining hall as promised, the comic tucked into a plastic sheet and carefully held beneath her arm. She's in her usual red jacket and skinny jeans, a little nervous about meeting Dick but trusting he's enough like his comic self to not be a problem. Besides, her taser is tucked into her back pocket like always, hidden beneath the jacket so as not to be completely obvious.

She moves into the large room, glancing around to the one person on the opposite side and knowing it's not Dick. The inmate moves to the area near the kitchen to grab a cup of black coffee, then takes a seat off to the corner a little. She sets the comic and the mug on the table, folding her hands in her lap and waiting.]