[Flynn looks daunted, frowning and crossing his arms... and giving the sleeping man his requested five more minutes. He stands around tapping his foot and looking sheepish. He's glad there's no one else around.]
[Finally, when the five minutes have passed, he uncrosses his arms and lays a hand on Stahn's shoulder.]
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[Finally, when the five minutes have passed, he uncrosses his arms and lays a hand on Stahn's shoulder.]
Wake up sir! You're sleeping in a public venue!