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The crowd around The lieutenant was a mass of slightly panicked, slightly pushing people that was slowly dropping the ‘slightly’ and just becoming panicked and pushing. Thoughts came to mind of forcing his way to the front and taking complete control, but his experience told him he would just create more panic. In absence of a plan he took to helping those around him the best he could.

“Sir?” A meek voice of scared woman reached him. She was short, barely reaching his chest. “I seem to have gotten myself all turned around and I can’t find the teller.” Jason listened intently as she spoke, as she was very soft spoken. He smiled at her then directed her to the front with his best wishes.

He turned to face the crowd and noticed a man about his height approaching him. he was offering Jason a cigar, which he accepted with mild hesitance as he observed the man. He thanked the man and asked for a lighter. He himself wasn't much of smoker himself, and so never carried a lighter.