The break room was about as serene as a Foundation break room could be before the door was kicked down and none other than Dr. Jack Bright stomped into the room, wielding a bloodied machete for.... whatever reason. He grabbed a sandwich from the fridge even though "Dr. Kondraki- DON'T STEAL" was scrawled on the wrapping.

Bright plunked into the seat across from you and took a massive bite without unwrapping it. His jade gaze landed on you and his brow furrowed. "I forget why I hired you," he mused through a mouthful of bread and foil. "What's your job again?" But before you could even answer he pressed a penny-scented finger to your lips, shaking his head. "N-n-n-nuuuh, ne'ermind, don't tell me. Doesn't matter. You look resourceful." He leaned back and pulled out the crimsoned machete. He held it out to you blade-first. "Need you to hide this somewhere."