The man stepped inside the S.P.I. office, looking around a moment.
"Here you are Malcolm, lets make a good impression why don't we?"
He cleared his throat a moment before stepping up to Alain's desk, a piece of paper in hand. He dropped the paper on the desk and took a seat, looking to the man from behind his dark glasses.
"I need a job man."
As a matter of fact thats all the paper said as well. All bets were off now that he was here. All he wanted was a way to make a living.
"How 'bout you just gimme a timecard and we can skip all this other sh*t?"
He seemed serious, no way to get a job in reality, but he had seen enough to know that reality had nothing to do with this place.
"Here you are Malcolm, lets make a good impression why don't we?"
He cleared his throat a moment before stepping up to Alain's desk, a piece of paper in hand. He dropped the paper on the desk and took a seat, looking to the man from behind his dark glasses.
"I need a job man."
As a matter of fact thats all the paper said as well. All bets were off now that he was here. All he wanted was a way to make a living.
"How 'bout you just gimme a timecard and we can skip all this other sh*t?"
He seemed serious, no way to get a job in reality, but he had seen enough to know that reality had nothing to do with this place.