<div style="text-align: justify;">The man on the door looked at Aaron, at first, with his usual polite disinterest. He was there to do a job, not to have opinions. <br/><br/>It was hard not to have an opinion on that young man, though. Used as he was to people like Victoria - neat and organized with her items -, Charlie didn't expect to see a large amount of items that probabaly didn't rightfully belong to Aaron be removed from his pockets. Even worse, he seemed to have even more items in unexpected parts of his person, or more properly, his clothes.<br/><br/>Fighting all of his personal urges, though, the man kept his lack of expression and tried to act as though nothing at all was out of the ordinary while directing Aaron to the office where the meeting would be held.<br/><br/>As soon as Aaron walked in, the man behind the desk nodded to him. He was late, but the man didn't seem impatient at all. The young woman sitting next to the chair Aaron was directed to take didn't look so happy. Still, she held out a hand and shook Aaron's firmly. "I guess I could say the same", she replied, obviously not interested in being best friends with her new partner. Mr Jones would <span style="font-style: italic">definitely</span> pay her for setting her up with this guy.<br/><br/>"Did you have a hard time finding the place?", the man asked, trying to dispel the awkwardness in the air.</div>