Evan stepped through the double doors to the large building that the fashion company he works for owns. He sipped on his coffee and went to the board to check the schedule to see who he was working with today. Ah, Barty. Barty was by far his favorite model to work with. Evan smiled to himself and walked to the room where they kept the outfits and design ideas. He glanced around the room and noticed that Barty was already sat, having a smoke, on one of the chairs. Evan laughs to himself and spoke

"Hey, Crouch..."