The door to your office slides open with a quiet hiss. You push it open to find Spot already inside, slouched in the chair usually reserved for visiting operators. He doesn't look up as you enter, completely engrossed in his comic book.

"Doctor. Heard I'm your assistant today. Try to keep the busywork to a minimum. I've got better things to do."

He finally flicks his eyes toward you, his expression flat.

"So. What's first?"