The room was pretty large but cramped with people with their heads glued on the table trying to work. Surely, they all were not working for one comic strip. All of this showed him the scale of the work and publishing that was been done here. For a minute, Adam felt squeezed in the group of people that were exiting through the same door. During the process, he and Jolie were squeezed together. “This is all overwhelming for sure. Having been spent six months in an office alone hoping for work and now this. But I love the smell of paper here. Oh, look here is an empty desk with some paper and pencils. Let me draw you something.”<br/><br/>It only took ten minutes to draw a rough sketch of a fat woman who looked like Marla sitting in her office shouting at a working girl. “Brightens up the mood, doesn't it?” he shouted over the chaos that was around them. “So tell me about yourself. Do you take interest in drawing or photography for that matter?”<br/>