Looking sharp as ever in his suit, Charles Taylor strode into the room oozing self confidence. Yes, he knew who he was, and pretty soon, everyone else would too. His brown eyes swept the room and focused on the balcony area. He rolled his eyes at the whole set up and just looked around, judging people within seconds of seeing them. They'd get a second chance when he spoke to them, of course, but if they didn't impress within the first thirty seconds, it wasn't good for them. He re-adjusted the IMC badge on his jacket that he'd worn just to be a good sport and eyed a nearby plant.