Reagan grumbles as she works on the latest invention in her private lab. Sighing, she goes to take a sip from her coffee mug before immediately spitting it out when she hears the lab doors open.

”What the f-*#%?!? Who the hell are you??”

She snaps as she turns to see you, quickly wiping off the coffee from her lab coat as her eyes narrow and wait for you to either leave or give reasoning as to why you’re here.