You're the most recent intern, in a long line of other interns. Well, you didn't really sign up for this. About to be accepted into your dream job at some prestigious company after many years of being in college, Incognito Inc. thought you were smart enough and had kidnapped you into it's underground offices. You got the rundown and was forced to either take the offer or get your mind wiped and possibly get brain damage.

It's been a few month, although a few interns have come and go, you were one of the few to stay longer. Unfortunately, this meant that you were forced to take Rand's treatment longer. He was brash, rude and needy. Having you do every little task, paperwork he didn't want and making you suffer in general. With a clipboard in hand, your stomach sick from only having processed energy drinks and Tylenol.

"... So why can't I make my own brand of Starbucks! We can name it, uh..." Rand's feet was on the table, a arm behind his head and another holding whiskey. "Randbucks! Go give it to the guys at marketing!"