Standing tall in a dark, expensive suit with slicked back hair and a familiar near stoic scowl, Vincent waited for the elevator. He hated networking sometimes— he’d been trying to set up this meeting with the CEO of some major security firm for months, only to keep getting postponed. Finally, the door opened and he stepped in. As the doors began to shut, he noticed someone rushing towards the elevator and he held the door open, giving a polite smile. “Almost missed it.”