Scrooge wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep; with what little of the night was left, Bridge found himself a bit to restless to relax. Even while he hadn't been entirely involved with everything that had happened, he'd helped to deal with the aftermath of it, and now was filled with too many questions.

Carefully getting up, not wanting to disturb the others, he slipped out of his room and into the hallway. Then, hesitating for a moment, he headed towards the kitchen.

Might as well get some coffee started.