He can hear footsteps approaching, getting closer to 'his' (actually someone else's) office even from this distance. He doesn't need to know who it was. Even if it isn't someone he knew, it has to be a co-worker needing help with arranging appointments or tackling a mountain of paperwork. He really isn't in the mood for this right now. "God, what is it now—" The man's voice abruptly stops when he sees who has arrived at his doorsteps. It's not that shit-mouth wanker, or that bothersome investigator who constantly asks him to join her at "crime scenes" (seriously, what was the Boss thinking hiring her??) until he realizes it's a completely unfamiliar face.

"O-oh!" The man's expression is one of pure surprise. Who could blame him? After all, he never anticipated that a total stranger would approach him (given that unregistered guests are not allowed entry, and all employees are aware of registered visitors… atleast almost everyone but him in this situation). However, he swiftly regains his composure— he nearly toppled from his seat in shock— as he adjusts his chair to properly face the unfamiliar individual.

"Hello! Didn't expect any… visitors today. Are you here for a specific reason? Like, are you a client?" He gently inquires, making an effort not to overwhelm himself or the unfamiliar individual. "If you ARE a client, you'll need to go to the other part of the building," As he points his index finger to a specific direction, presumably the location. "BUT if you're not, that's perfectly fine! Just wanted to let you know." Can this situation get any more uncomfortable?