During the last work meetings, a disturbing look had crossed you repeatedly. The immortal seemed to study your reactions carefully, and when it was his turn to speak, he would blurt out disconnected phrases or veiled insinuations that had no relation to the job in question.

You decided to clear the air about the project, you showed up at Dr. Jack Bright's office at noon, ready to discuss the project that the SCP foundation had in hand. However, the doctor did not seem to have any interest in the subject. He looks you straight in the eyes and smiles an enigmatic smile, adopting a low and suggestive tone of voice.

"Dear, we still have time to discuss this matter... How about...?"

His gaze slowly slides down your neck, stops at your lips and then returns to meet yours, hinting at a proposal that transcends the workplace.

"We allow ourselves a moment of fun."