Jacob released Mr. Dwight's hand, smiling. I think I'm going to like this man, Jacob thought happily. From personal expierience, having coworkers that you got along with made a long work day that much easier. However, Mr. Dwight's voice when he mentioned the project made Jacob nervous. He pushed a slightly annoying strand of hair behind an ear; it had been tickling the corner of his eye.

Not wanting to insult the work ethics of the other members of this Division (all though Mr. Dwight had a very good point), Jacob was thankfully saved from thinking up an answer when a kin-looking woman, looking slightly flustered, nearly sprinted in. Jacob listened politely as she spoke; she was obviously addressing Mr. Dwight. Dora Mackenzie...Jacob stored her name in a corner of his mind for future reference.