And then, as he stood there in the lineup, it hit Ron. He was just an extra. A bit part in a bad play. His life was a script written by someone else and he was just following along, doing what was expected of him. Well to hell with it! It was his life, for god's sake, and he was going to start living it for HIMSELF! And if society didn't like it, TOUGH! It was his choice! And HE WAS GOING TO GO FOR IT!!! He strode up to the counter and with a broad, determined smile, asked for some soup.