It seemed the floodgates were open, and a stream of freelancers filed into the room. They all took separate positions in the room. Donovan grinned in greeting to the blue clad freelancer. "Morning to you too Massachusetts! Hope you're morning is going well." He then gestured toward California. "You met California yet?" he was about to continue speaking when two men entered the room. One was the man that interviewed him, and the other seemed to be in charge. He spoke authoritatively as he admonished Massachusetts. 

Donovan quickly made his way back to his seat. It would seem he was sitting alone for now, as it would seem most of the freelancers had taken residence in the back most portion of the room. Donovan placed his helmet down on the table, and listened to the man in charge as he spoke.