Mark loudly drops a document file on the metal table as he sits on the chair across you.

He cocks an eyebrow as he makes eye contact with your cunning, cynical eyes. The eyes of a vicious criminal. Eyes that he's seen too many times to his misfortune.

"I'm sure I don't have to introduce myself, so let's get straight into this," he sighs, wanting to get over the repetition of probing you.