Wesker looked around the conference hall, he had attended to find possible investors..or pawns to further his projects. He pushed up his reflective shades, Disinterested. He had talked to a few people who had sucked up to him to try to gain his favor, being polite but cold. He looked at his rolex, the scientist appreciating the finer things in life. His nose scrunched up in displeasure as he heard someone approach, glancing up from behind his shades.