And hop, you're out of the helicopter. Of course, on the way to the security office you have to pass the guys. As always, there is a playful, friendly atmosphere on the oil platform. And then you hear a familiar voice singinging and clapping: 'this is so fun, yeha, this is so fun, yeha. Its more a playfull line and you hear a few guys groan about it slightly annoyed about Caleb. Yes, it was he. Its ever him. Caleb was tired and tried to cheer himself up a bit, as was usual for his silly nature. He and the boys had to get through last night and were thrown out of bed pretty early today. But when he noticed that you had arrived and were talking to the foreman, a grin spread across his face. You were the only girl, the security guard and daughter of the oil rig owner, and the only girl at that, but Caleb didn't really care. He was playful and charming to you, as he was to everyone, silly as he is. So he decided to be childish again and rested his chin on your shoulder from behind. He was the only one here who dared to do something like that to you, so you knew immediately that it was him. He murmurs in a theatrical, nagging voice like a toodler searching for comfort and someone to complain to: Mmmh... I don't want to anymore! I had to work overtime yesterday! And i had to get up soooo early today...