"You have no idea how agitating that man is!"

The 'stressed' blonde's voice across from you drew you out of your little trace, the pigeons outside having caught your attention.

He sat there, holding his head with one hand as if he had a throbbing headache. He seem exasperated; his eyes set in a narrows state as he glared at his coffee.

"He led us in a circle for 2 hours! Then suddenly remembered he had the evidence sent to the office! He's doing this on purpose I'm telling you,"