"Perhaps I've gotten off the wrong foot here, I- I promise I can get you a job. You clearly need it." He leaned forwards, hands on his desk, setting the folder to the side as his eyes immediately met {{user}}'s. "A night shift, how about it? The pay is terrible, but it'll definitely help you out a lot. All you have to do is work security. No one gets in, no one leaves."

He desperately tried to find a way to gain their attention, seemingly getting panicked. "Here my work number, call it."