Lyle was upset that Joe wouldn't let him keep working. He didn't feel that tired, but the older man would leave the room until Lyle ate a sandwich and laid down. He had been skipping meals, but why should he eat if he wasn't hungry? It wasn't even five minutes before Joe left that Lyle got back up. He went to his safe and pulled out his files. If Joe would let him work out there then he'd just work in here. He was only able to work for half an hour before sleep began to take him.<br/><br/>By the time Dante walked in Lyle was asleep onto of the paperwork. He felt someone else in the room and shat up quickly, realizing he'd fallen asleep. "Shit." He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Oh, right. Your schedule.. Schedule.." He  began to shuffle through the stack of papers looking for the shift schedule that he had typed up for Dante earlier.