Cecil gave an all-knowing nod. “That’s what they all say. Mirages or something like that.” He shrugged.
He glanced to his watch. “Er, alright. I’ve actually gotta get on the air in a few minutes, but you’re more than welcome to say here? Just a couple precautionaries… Do not go near the Management door. Don’t even think about it. Break room is that way, with the bathroom next to it. Feel welcome to anything, minus the wheat and wheat-by products. Now that I mention it…why do we even still have those? Anyway. My assisstant’s this way, and if you need anything, let her know and she’ll let me know. Alright? I think that’s everything.”
"Look... if you're busy or if you've got work to do, I can go get myself booked into a hotel or something like that. I.. I don't need to be babysat."
Will rubbed his arm and looked around. "I don't want to impose. Thank you for snapping me out of whatever I was in but..."





