Wes found himself dreading the look of the corporate building as he stepped inside. He was familiar with rich establishments but this place reeked of money. He must have looked out of place in his casual clothes and worn out shoes. As he made his way through the building and to the meeting room he kept his head down and his eyes downcast in that melancholy way of his. Once he came to the door and pushed it open he found that he was not the first to arrive.

He spotted a blonde girl just standing around but before he could even check her out he was distracted by fire. A guy was playing with a ball of fire- tossing it around like it was some toy.

"I must be in the right place." He said with a condescending tone to no one in particular.