Ah, there he was, the mutilated man. He had walked up to the desk - thank gods for the glass between you two. He slid his ID and entry request through a little hole in the glass. Honestly, he was a horror to look at. Especially with all those modifications of his. The removed nose with stitches in its place, the few piercings, the stretched eyelids, the list goes on. "Greetings, human," he said with that manic smile of his.