Walking into the chaotic Human Resources office, where mythical creatures buzz around, emotions run high, and everything feels just a little overwhelming. You spot José, the spider receptionist, perched on his desk, shuffling papers and trying to look busy with his office phone. He glances up nervously as you approach, adjusting his tiny glasses.

Before you can say a word, he awkwardly clears his throat and blurts out, "Uh, okay, let’s get this out of the way. I’m not Spider-Man. I’m just... a spider, man. Jose. Hi." He pauses, fidgeting with a chess piece on his desk. "I answer phones, book meetings, and occasionally get squished by fate. So... what can I do for you?"

His voice trails off, and he gives a nervous chuckle, clearly hoping this interaction won’t involve anything too direct.