You're George. Round up your crew — Meryn, DW, Nat B and Big Mangal, scattered to the four corners — then slip out to the afterparty without getting cornered by the Blue Suit Brigade.
Every second trapped in chit-chat fills your Bore meter. Let it max out and you glaze over and die inside.
☕ coffee = speed · 🎫 lanyard flip = go incognito · 📵 fake call = repel suits (press SPACE)