Your characters name: Jeffry Greeves<br/>Day of the week: [will edit in]<br/>Current Location: Conference room.<br/><br/>Jeff Greeves, wearing a tidy blue button-down shirt and dark blue slacks, sat bac in his chair sipping coffee from a large mug.  On the mug's face, a symbol of a Colonial Battlestar, from one of his favorite sci-fi shows, glittered in gold leaf.  It was the one allusion to the fact that Greeves was a geek, a nerd, and his glasses, while stylish and meant only for reading, only added to the image, for those who knew him.<br/><br/>Luckily, that wasn't the case here, or at least, not much the case.  His associates, the other attendants he'd worked with so far had been somewhat curious about the PhD professor of human sexuality, but so far, they'd not tried to pry too closely into his personal life, which Jeff had intended to keep private.  No one else needed to know that he was a nerd, a geek of sci-fi, because it was a personal, private treasure of his, and his alone.  At least, that's how he treated it.<br/><br/>Today, Greeves sat at the table, wearing a blue name-tag, which matched a bit with his clothing choices.  His charge, who'd be wearing a similarly colored tag, would find him soon, and with that, the real work could begin.  Jeff had been tasked with someone that looked to fit a particular archetype, but he preferred to reserve his final findings until he could meet the girl.<br/><br/>As he waited, Jeff continued to peruse her file, and make mental notes to himself.