Dresden Academy

Riley wasn't going to try and penetrate the close-knit group of theatre dorks. They were like sharks. Loud, histrionic sharks. He peered over his shoulder to where Arnaud indicated. "She's going to get punch or worse all over that thing." Especially if the gagging noises he could hear over by the tables were spreading as fast as they sounded. Hell, just hearing it made his throat rise a little.

"Jesus fuck, someone take the barfer outside!"