<strong>The Red Disaster<br/>DMC Building</strong><br/><br/>"All right, all right, I'll be right out." a voice said from the back, as a tall, light haired man came through the side door. He was shirtless, and still slightly damp from a shower, tussling his hair to get the water out of it. With a side kick, he flipped a chair into place behind the desk, sitting on it as it landed and propping his feet with a hard thud, which made the pizza box on the desk fly up. He moved his hair out of his eyes, then extended a hand to catch the pizza box in it. "Alright, kid." he started, looking at this potential customer. "What's so urgent to be hollering about?" he said with a big smirk. "If you're looking for a bathroom, it's in the back. No need for all this noise." he said, about to take a bite out of a slice of pizza.