Paul looks down at mole as he puts something in his pocket, he can faintly smell Jakob, he shakes it off, chalking it up to a trick in his mind "So mole, is this the only job youve ever had? If it is then we have a raccoon in the mail room, he is a bit devious ive noticed, but he sometimes actually does his job. We can put you their so you can warm up to the place maybe..."