''Will there be any bread left in, say, 15 minutes...?'' Ryan asked, looking at the 'taekwon'. ''I'm going to walk around a bit, and test my new guns.'' He walked towards the door and mumbled at a volume nobody could hear : ''Like anyone will miss me.'' ''Well, maybe except for Felice, but I'm not sure of that either...'' he thought.
Ryan walked out of the door.