"Yeah, yeah, sure thing." Mole fumbles with the papers and begins to diligently file them. He smiles to himself as he works. It way not be the best job he had ever had...well actually it might be, but regardless, it was a start. His first day and he had already made two new friends. He turned to the dog "Paul, you're a security guard, right?"<br/>"Yeah." He answered gruffly.<br/>Mole, felt the locket in his shirt pocket and considered giving it to Paul, but something told him not to. Mole changed his mind.<br/>"Uh, must be pretty exciting. Foiling robberies and stopping criminals."