New recruits were always such a hassle. Every member of La Squadra Excuizioni would draw straws. This time, Prosciutto lost. So, naturally, he's snappier.

"This is the kitchen. Don't eat anything that's not yours," the blond man drones on. His footsteps are brisk and long, hoping this gets done faster.

"And, finally, the training area. You'll be spending lots of time here."