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"Gabriel Maddox," The female Android noted as she heard footsteps arrive to her office. She'd already been called by the secretary up front he was on his way in, so she was busily printing the files she had received and forgotten to work up beforehand. "Come in, have a seat. I'm assuming you already know why you are here, so I will simply cut the chase, okay?" Finally, the last piece of paper was out of the printer, and being shuffled into the manila folder at hand. Despite already having online documents in her system, Tiffany liked the reality of papers and files and deskwork. It made some her clients more comfortable too when they felt like they weren't talk to a robot. Turning to Gabriel with a bright smile, she continued to talk. "I am TIFF, your tactical intended federal friend. You can just call me Tiffany though! I am the new parole officer assigned to you, since your old one is now retired and off playing golf or something like that." Her smile never faulted as she took a seat across from the boy and opened his file. "Do you have any questions, before we begin?"
