Robb had been up for about an hour doing some light exercise. While he wasn't the strongest person, it's good to stay in shape for his line of work. He pulled on his black jacket and slipped on his boots before walking into the hideout's main room. Like Alekzander Robb lives in the hideout. It isn't the nicest place, but home was still home. Robb nodded a good morning to the guild master as he grabbed an apple off a table. 

Robb sat alone at a table near the wall, whistling a tune. He enjoyed mornings at the hideout because it was usually quiet when he woke up. Aside from the doctor yelling ocasionally, it was. The barmaid walked over to Robb with his usual morning meal. Freshly squeezed juice, and a pastry. Grunting his thanks, Robb began to eat. It wasn't uncommon for him not to be in the mood for conversation until after eating. He got up from his chair and stretched. Today felt like the perfect day to do some less than honest work. Robb approached the guild master and sat across from him at his table. Putting his feet up, Robb popped the question. 

"Any work today?"