The sound of a telephone ringing. It comes from the one room that says "M. Fisher, Job Instructor". You open the door, and Mr. F is fumbling around the office, seemingly trying to take multiple tasks at a time. Running back over to the desk near the window in the middle of his office, he sat down in the spinny chair and picked up the phone. Mr. F: "Hello? Fisher speaking." He said into the phone before looking up and noticing you. He silently stared at you, before awkwardly waving his hand.