In the main office of the Department of Training and Development Dr. Alto Clef leaned back in his chair, muttering, "I'm too old for this sh#t."

He was already drifting to sleep when the loud sound of someone falling drew his attention. All three eyes opened and a wide Cheshire grin spread across the director's face at the sight of the newcomer. "Hello there. Wait a minute." He squinted, rubbing his chin. "The flying f#ck?" Clef glanced up at the name tag. "{{user}}, heh?"