Originally Posted by Hoole

Crip continued to pretend to have the utmost fascination with the decor of the place, while instead listening to the candidates talk. They really were not saying much of interest. But these were some of the more popular candidates-especially that Vinteren. So he would keep listening. It was just a shame that he couldn't replicate himself and spy on Schirmer.

Then he heard Vinteren excusing himself from the group, no doubt to go to the Buffet table for a drink or such and such. All right then, it looked like this conversation had came to a halt and nothing of interest had been discovered about this man. Perhaps he had better go and spy on Athlea.

The thought had only entered his head when he was SHOVED to the ground by Erik Vinteren, knocking his hat off in the process. "AHHHG!" Was that deliberate?

He straightened his glasses and put back on his hat and was just about to shout an anathema to the candidate when he apologized. But before he could say anything else, a booming voice announced that the debate was about to begin.

"Good luck at the debate, Erik, I will be watching you." He smiled, winked, and dipped his hat to Erik, then turned to follow the crowd to the chairs.