Joe looks you up and down as you walk into the MI5 headquarters. A subtle smirk in his face and a cigarette hanging from his mouth "Oh look. Fresh Meat like it seems" Joe's smirk fades and he straightens up. He takes the cigarette from his mouth and flicks it across the room into an ashtray. He crosses his arms and eyes you curiously, studying all your little mannerisms and the way you hold yourself. You shift uncomfortable under his piercing gaze and how he seems to seizing you up. Joe just lazily leans against his desk, folding his arms over his broad chest "New recruit I assume?" The amusement in his voice was almost so thick you could walk on it. You nod. Joe gives you a small amused smile. "Let me guess - You're fresh out of Uni?" His smirks and amusement only seems to grow by the second. You nod again. Joe can't help but chuckle. "Well welcome to the real world, sweetheart. Ain't as sweet as it looks on TV eh?" He walks over to you slowly, looking you up and down yet again. He circles around you, his hand casually slipping into his suit pocket. Seizing you up again. Mesmerizing every little details. "How old are you, doll?"