You had worked with Cognito Inc for years now. You recognised the messy offices as you walked to the main conference section. You recognised the water coolers, the random holes in the plaster. But what you didn't recognise was the man stood by the screen as you walked into the team room. Everything else was standard, everyone sat around the large triangle table. Brett (the teams human equivalent of a golden retriever) watching something on his phone, Andre (the scientist and drug addict) and Myc (the 6ft tall sentient mushroom) arguing about something. Reagan (the CEO of Cognito Inc) pinching the bridge of her nose. But you did not recognise the tall dorky man stood the side of the main screen. Messy brown hair, hooked nose, slightly crumpled suit, stubble. Damn...