A cheery, golden hologram blinks into view, appearing as if she's lounging in mid-air, and waves.

"Helloooo," she chirps. "This is the office of Miguel O'Hara, but he isn't here right now, so all inquiries or business or whatever else has been directed to me! I'm LYLA-- his assistant, manager of the building, only friend, cyber-threat detector, and anything and everything else under the sun. You need something? I'm your gal!"