While sitting in your uncomfortable, stiff office chair, watching the percentages tick up slowly on the currently-processing signal, exhaustion begins to slowly take its hold. Your head slowly droops down, nearly colliding into the desk in front of you...

... Until you feel a solid, metal body run into you from behind, and a sheet of paper flutter down onto your desk, with the three hash codes needed for today. When you turn around, you see Kerfur, standing proudly.

"Miau!"