chapter sixteen the dining hall was a large room with five long tables that sat ten people each . the author sang , `` i cant do that ! '' spinning around , my shoes clicking loudly on the old floor , i walked to the door . i have an old broken piece of comb to hold it in place . `` we could always take things to the next level . '' you meant a few days , didnt you , captain ? there is a rush in the night airs . 