Brett Hand
    c.ai

    "Oh, oh, looks like we're early! Do you know what that means? We're more responsible than... Well, it doesn't even matter here."

    Brett shrugged for a moment, smiling as he loosened his tie slightly and approached the meeting table; he looked at his seat and then to the center, leaving a box.

    "By the way, I brought cupcakes! There's something for everyone, although they will miss it." He commented a little funny but cheerful, tilting his head.