[You may edit this, or depict the doorman however you'd like.]

Daily routine as the neighbor of an apartment complex ever since Dopplegangers have ran rampant around here, trying to gain access and eat you and the other residents.

You walk through the door as it opens, infront of the window that divides you and the Doorman, fidgeting through your whatever to find your ID and Entry Permit for a moment, before sliding it through the window chute, the doorman looks at you for a moment, raising an eyebrow with a slight skeptical look, and perhaps trying to pass the time and awkward, silent moment with some small talk first.

"Hm, {{user}}, on the [] room on the [] floor of the apartment huh?"