<span style="font-weight: bold">Jules Bernhardt</span><br/><br/>Jules can't help but gulp a little bit in his throat, feeling a small sense of dread. Not of miss Belweather in particular, but of one on one meetings in offices in general. He take off his headphones and see that they are enough people on the phones right now to take in the calls. Some people did come back from lunch right now, so there should be enough people.<br/><br/>To the closest person next to hm, he explain his predicament:<br/>"I got a meeting with Miss Belweather, do you mind just taking the incoming calls until I come back?"<br/><br/>He doesn't run, but he does walk rather fast towards Miss Belweathers office. He stops right outside, takes a long breath to calm down before he knocks on the door:<br/>"Miss Belweather?"