Cassie sighed as she ran a hand through her hair, sitting in the front office, going through some of the paper work. They had quite a few parties this week and apparently her manager decided to put her on the scheduling and planning for all of the events. Fun. It seemed whatever job was harder that week she would get moved to, always being shifted from waitress, to planner, and sometimes cook. She never complained though. Despite what anyone did or what rumors floated about, she loved this place. It was full of childhood memories for her and to work at this place was a lot of fun for her because she could see children experiencing the same fun she had all those years ago. 

Hearing the door to the restaurant open, she looked up confused and checked the watch she had on her wrist, blinking in surprise at the time. It was 11:45. Fifteen minutes before the power automatically would cut off, leaving the power to the limited generator. She was shocked she had stayed this late working on these things. But at the same time, subconsciously, she had a feeling she had wanted to stay this late. And it was all because of Mike. He had been working here with her before he took this new job as the night guard and in working with him, Cassie had indeed developed a crush on him. Maybe even loved him. And from how the door had opened, she was sure it was him. 

Standing up, she went to put all of the paper work back into the file cabinets before moving to walk out of the office. She could always get to those tomorrow. After all, she was ahead already from all the work she had just done in staying so late. She opened the door to see he had already walked back to the security room and smiled slightly, thinking this would be a good time to just pop in and say hi possibly. Maybe even talk a little bit. She walked out into the main party room, glancing over at the lit stage as she did, smiling at the animatronics. They held so many fun memories for her and she couldn't help but step up onto the stage, checking them over. Seeing Bonnie's bow the was crocked, she fixed it, humming slightly to herself, before she did the same to the other two, fixing Freddie's hate and Chica's bib, "There you guys go. That's a little better. Maybe tomorrow I'll clean you guys up a bit."

Smiling sweetly at them all, she turned and made her way off the stage. This was a rather normal routine for her if she worked late, which was often. No one else paid any attention to the appearance or cared about the animatronics, so she figured she would. She had yet to really clean them though, from lack of time. Now that she was ahead in her work though, maybe she could tomorrow. 

Her smiled stayed on her face as she moved to the security room, but, much to her surprise, when she walked down there and poked her head into the office, it was not just hi there, but two others as well. Still, the surprise was momentarily and she jut gave a bright smile, waving, "Hi!" It seemed though ,with this, she had been too energetic, because all of them nearly jumped out of their skins. She blinked innocently before giving a sheepish smile, "Opps. Sorry I scared ya. I was just popping in to say hi." Stepping into the office, she looked over to the security screens, "I was working on some of that paper work in the office. Its a real killer." Laughing quietly to herself, she looked back at Mike, doing her best to not stumble over her words, a slight pink rising to her cheeks as she smiled cutely at him, "You think your going to enjoy the night shift better?"

The girls affects to the animatronics did nothing for Jamie. She was just another worker. A staff who could care less about this place in his eyes, just as all the others were. Just as their murder was. When the younger boy spoke, he looked over to hi, raising an eyebrow at his comment. It was clear this boy was, and had been since he knew him in death, deliorious, thinking the humans were 'toys'. But, Jamie ddn't mind. It made it all the more easy to get hi to do what he wanted and manipulate him. After the guard and the two fiends had walked to the back, he nodded, watching the staff girl go down that way as well, "There are a lot of them. I think if one breaks it won't be so bad. There will always be more toys, Matty."

Foxy was scared. Nervous. The security guard had come in, and he had brought some friends. They were all so calm and obviously had no idea what kind of danger they were in, which made her fear for their lives all the more. She stayed behind her curtain though, curled up against the fox's side. In death, this big fox animatronic was the only comfort she got. Was the only thing she could talk to, though it never talked back back of course. When she seemed to sense the security room in a slight yet quick panic(caused unknown to her by Cassie's enthusiastic outburst) in the room down the halls, and felt the camera hadn't switched in a while, as it hadn't been on Pirate Cove, she looked up at the fox worriedly, as if he would say or do something to comfort her, and as if he were a real being, she spoke quietly to him, "Foxy, will you pull back the curtain a little? Please?"

Then, she made the fox do just that, his hook hand pulling it back ever so slightly, making his worn down animatronic face poke out from behind the curtain and a the same time, the little girl, unseen to anyone but the other ghosts, peaked out as well, watching the camera to see if they were checking the cameras. If they didn't a few hours, she knew she would have to try and make a run for the office to see if they were okay. That is, if the other ghosts didn't stop her first.