"A radioactive dinosaur. Huh! I've missed out." There was a punctuated tone of disappointment in her words, exaggerated for effect, though sadly half-genuine. She had been itching for action -- the kind that didn't lead to too much destructiveness or any death, of course.

"Anyone try to look into that? Why the park seems to be the center for ... misfortune?"

She was thankful for the conversation, as it drowned out the terribly awkward elevator music.