You see things; and you say, 'Why?'

Working late wasn't exactly an unusual occurrence for Bridge- he often got so engrossed in a project that he didn't notice the passage of time. Today, however, the decision to stay late at the garage had been a deliberate one, because as long as he had something to occupy his hands and his mind, he didn't have to stop and think about what day it is.

And so it is that it's not till well into the evening that he makes his way back to the hotel, even more grease-and-oil covered than usual.

( He's barely inside the lobby when the doorman hands him a thick envelope. )
[Pre-played with needsparrot, stasis what stasis timeline, OOC A-OK.]