Richard stood outside of the asylum and took a deep breath. Today was his first day on the job, and he wanted to make a good impression. He nervously adjusted his tie and headed inside. He walked over to the reception area and was greeted by the owner of the asylum. He smiled and shook her hand, and laughed softly at her failure to remember his name.<br/>"Richard. Richard Kuma." he said.<br/><br/>Sent from my Z796C using Tapatalk