He slid down the corridor pretending to mop as he went. His mop was dry, but the floors were clean none the less. Not that he knew why they were clean but hey he wasn't going to complain about it. His headphones blared loudly as he skipped and bipped down the way. He stepped to the side as a group of men rushed past him. They were burly, smelly, and very dirty and came in a variety of species. One was a lizard, a few human and the biggest carrying something was something of a bear mixed with a crocodile. They didn't pay mind to him as he kept mopping. "I wonder where Gary is... actually let's hope he stays where he is and doesn't break anything again." He mumbled to himself. A robotic machine whirred by and seemed to be leaving a wet shine behind it as if it was waxing the floor. "Damn machines dirtying my good floor up." He looked around then chuckled. "Dunno where that thing came from but hey at least I don't got to work."<br/><br/>The intercom light up and he jumped a little at the sound and listened although he couldn't understand the dialect that was spilling forth. It was one of the alien languages he'd never bothered to learn when he'd been in school, well he never bothered to learn any language other than English since it was the one his parents taught him. Of course he could have got an implant of the languages put into his brain but he simply didn't care. "If you don't speak English then fuck you." He would tell people that didn't speak English before walking away. He assumed it was nothing and went back to pretending to mop the already cleaned floors.