The man just sighs, slumping his head on the desk. "Drunk dwarves lead to the only officer on duty getting holed up in the infirmary, only for the office to get raided by lunatics. Where the hell did my life go so wrong?" He pulls out a boot flask, downing some of its contents as the glass door beeps, opening up for her. "You've got about an hour until they get back. Sec office is in the back, personal areas to the right. Armory's to the left, but I don't have the codes. You'd have to bypass it. I'm done with this shitty job anyways, so might as well let somebody have their fun." He finally slumps over, groaning softly before closing the shutters, hiding whatever goes on in the booth. Easy job indeed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>