Quake snapped awake and leaped to his feet in a blur of motion. His heart-light flashed rapidly, his body tensed, and his audio receptors strained. All he heard was deep laughter coming from downstairs, where the dining area and lobby were. Upon entering the dining room, the source of noise became extremely obvious. It was the four men that he had previously designated as trouble. Quake decided he would approach them after getting his breakfast. "Sounds pretty good. Why'd you quit?"