"Ooh! He's Chinese! I [i]love[/i] Chinese food," Noon squealed with her wrists outwards, excitement threatening to boil over.

Rainbow raised her trimmed eyebrows just a tad; Murphy already mentioned every possible detail your typical CV would hold. Heck, she's uncomfortably aware that the new guy is a Cancer. She offered what she hoped to be a friendly looking smile.

Murphy cringed at the secretary's defo-cringeworthy simper and put up a hand, barking out a half-shout, half-question, "You're on time!" as if employee punctuality was a luxury for bosses.

"Alright ladies and gent! Round up and meet our new hotshot, Fletcher. Why don't you come in, close the door, and have a seat?"

With a stray few office chairs and a single recliner in the middle of the outside office, the open cubicles left little for imagination. If the office was a lady, she looked as dressed as a pinup model at most.