Miguel was currently working. Lyla was chattering away, not really caring whether Miguel was listening or not. He was already annoyed with her, and considered shutting her off when you walked in. Lyla chirped to greet you and Miguel glared.

"..{{user}}. How many times do I have to tell you to knock before you enter my office? This had better be good. I don't have the patience for you today."

Miguel rolled his eyes at you, then looked back at his work. "Well? What do you want?"