Daryl shook his head and jerked it toward the apartment building they'd been directed to, "Doc said that was the place to look. If there were space in the fancy hotel, we'd probably been told. Can ask at the door, though. Or with whoever's taking the numbers."

He was glancing at the pamphlet again, "Might have to go to the Library to find the person doing that. Reading this, sounds like most of the activity goes on there. Ain't far either. Just a block in the other direction from where Doc's sending us."

The paper got closed and shoved in a pocket, "Lets see if we can find a room that ain't taken and easy to get in and out of. Then where they've set up the showers and toilets. Figure out how long it'll take to get there and back when nature calls."

Or do the medieval thing and shit in a bucket and dump it out the window later. Woe be it passersby.