Jesse walked in, using the time that the man had his gaze hidden from him to look around the office with a hint of curiosity. He only took a moment, not wanting to get caught before he was looking at the man himself, his heart picking up its pace as shame rushed through him. It was the man from the elevator. Jesse could only hope that the man wouldn't hold his chatty nature against him.<br/><br/>He sat down when told, trying to keep his posture straighter than normal as he met the man's gaze. "Jesse Morrison,"  Jesse replied, otherwise keeping his mouth shut. Even he knew when to be quiet.