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Shaking the last of the frost out of his hair, Bobby took his large coat off and threw it over the back of his chair in his office, mumbling to himself and going over the notes he had on hand, trying to come up with a decent way to put together his thoughts about their latest mission out in Siberia. While there wasn’t much of an ISA presence out there, it was still worth keeping an eye on it.
Plus, he was able to bring back all kinds of requested treats. That was next on his list, glancing over at the bag in the corner of the office. “Okay.” Bobby picked it up and headed out, down the flight of stairs and into the biggest kitchen first, no one was there... infact, this entire place had been pretty quiet since he got back.
After unpacking these goodies, he gathered the rest up to take to the next kitchen when he saw a very familiar face walk through the door. “You look terrible.”