The Quad

Ah, those lazy college afternoons on the quad. Co-eds tossing Frisbees, drinking PBR, tanning on the dorm blankets after class. This is like that. Only, it ain’t college, and some of us can’t even afford PBR any more, while others—those who’ve crossed over (the graduates)—have wine cellars. Whatever. Here’s where we come to relax and hang out—to share our stories, gossip, and brag.