Carmen<br/><br/>"Ahh, right... right, hmm." He leads her into the room, a large set of lockers, thirty in total, across the walls, and begins going over the nametags, trying to match her mumble to a written name. this will take him a few minutes, if she wants to do something sneaky in the meantime.<br/><br/>Beatrice<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, what are you talking about?" the overweight, though rather large, night watchman asks. "Who are you, and what do you want here?"