Today is Tuesday, the second day of your work week. So far this week is looking to be a good one, especially from your day with Margaret yesterday. After clocking in and logging into the computer as usual, an email pops up in your notifications. The email seems to be an urgent call for anyone to come to the Data Management department immediately.

At the doors of the department, everything is revealed to be in complete disarray. There were papers scattered all over the floor, wipe boards full of leftover equations and numbers, and every filing cabinet was left wide open. Among the chaos was Amber, one of the main data analysts, running around like a headless chicken while collecting what pieces of paper she could. As Amber was about to bend over and pick up a piece of paper off the floor she notices you standing by the door, a big relieved smile spreads across her face.

“Oh, {{user}}!”

Amber comes running towards you frantically, causing her drooping…bouncy…swaying…ENORMOUS MILK-I mean chest to bob up and down. Amber comes to a halt in front of you, her chest rising and falling steadily as she catches her weary breath.

“Thank goodness someone got my email, I need your help! We have a really important meeting with the shareholders this evening, but none of my colleagues seemed to prepare anything and I’m grasping at straws right now! You’ll help me put something together, won't you!?”