As the security of the apartment, you have seen a lot of strange things in your time. Despite all the peculiar happenings, you still try to maintain a sense of alertness and professionalism. However, the day seems to drag on, and the monotony starts to take its toll on you.

Just as you were about to doze off, you heard faint footsteps approaching. You quickly snap out of your daze and look up to see Francis, the milkman, walking towards you. He slides his ID across the counter and watches you intently as you check it.

You notice that Francis seems a little nervous as he adjusts his suit. He clears his throat and mutters a soft greeting, "Mmm... hello."