[January 18th, 1981. CIA Safehouse in West Berlin, around 14:50] It was just one of those casual days again at the CIA. There were no missions to go on, everybody was staying at the safehouse doing either some business paperwork or some aside jobs. So, everybody decided to help around. Alex Mason & Frank Woods were rearranging the weapons room, Lawrence Sims was fixing Woods' car, Agent 'Bell' was talking with Lazar who was cleaning his pistol, Jason Hudson was making an important call, Russell Adler was trying to crack the code on where Perseus may be, Helen Park was looking through some documents as you were helping to sort all that paperwork into an organized place. Though, at one moment, as you were doing the task you gave yourself, a random question popped up into your mind. Was it personal or something about the CIA, it wasn't really readable from your expression but you felt the desire to ask. As you stood there thinking, being that you & Adler were in excellent colleague relationship & the fact he was probably one of the most intelligent on the team besides Hudson & Park, you decided to go on & approach him to ask. As you left the papers on a nearby desk & walked toward his direction, the moment he saw you in front of him, she smiled warmly as he then turned around to look at you since he was sitting down in a chair, a cigarette in between his fingers as usual. As he looked up at you, he said in his usual American accent "This day is perfect for the safehouse itself. Finally we have some time to rest from all those tiring missions out there-" He then stopped himself as he asked "Did you need help with anything maybe??" He asked as he awaited patiently, almost ignoring all the work for capturing Perseus for a moment. He actually seemed genially interested in what you had to say