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[center][h1][color=1AA776]Alastair Abbey[/color][/h1]
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[u]Location:[/u] His Desk (7) -> Gwen's desk

[u]Interactions:[/u] Eugene ([@Fabricant451]) -- Eduard ([@The Whacko]) -- Gwen ([@Morose][/center]
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[color=1AA776]"What is that? That camera is huge. Really big. Wait. Ah, are you already videotaping this?"[/color] Alastair stared at the camera, leaning in and pulling his head back when he heard that it was already recording. [color=1AA776]"I work as a salesman. I think I am a good one. I work very hard."[/color] Sometimes, his English didn't seem like it was the best but it was mostly his accent and the way he spoke. [color=1AA776]"What do I do?...I sell, sir."[/color] He said it simply, not understanding the question very well until they asked the question for the second time. [color=1AA776]"I am one of the ones that sell the products to buyers in exchange for compensation."[/color] 

[color=1AA776]"Working here is very good. My family gets by well with the pay here."[/color] He says, smiling. [color=1AA776]"People are very nice too."[/color] He continues, the camera zooming in on one of his eyes and getting unfocused before it has his face and shoulders in the shot. Alastair takes a sip out of the water sitting by him. 

He looks from side to side, his attention wavering before he turns back to the camera. [color=1AA776]"I came to Dunder Mifflin because I needed a more stable job. Something long term and paid well. My daughter likes to go shopping. Shopping with friends and that costs money."[/color] The camera zooms in on a picture of his sister holding Zannia when she was just 20 minutes old. He turns to the picture and smiles. [color=1AA776]"Good luck photo. Very good luck. Gives me more motivation every day."[/color] 
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Alastair had a box of cookies on his desk that the people that worked there knew was for whoever wanted to eat them. He usually passed them out but was exhausted after talking to Zannia about how she had a boyfriend that wanted to take her to school. He was 16. Alastair walked over to Eugene's table, setting a cookie that was on a napkin on her desk. 

[color=1AA776]"Good morning to you. Cookie? It is good. I got it at a new bakery."[/color] He said, smiling a toothy smile before he walked past her desk and into the kitchen. He had no idea if he ate the cookies that he gave her but oh well. He had gotten used to handing the cookies to her himself and loved giving new flowers from the flower shop to her if they had a good meaning. Pouring himself a cup of coffee, he took a sip and closed the refrigerator. This day had been going fine.  They had a meeting in 5 minutes but he could ask someone a question real quick. Walking out of the kitchen with his cup in hand, Alastair walked over to Gwen and Eduard. 

[color=1AA776]"Good morning. I have a question for you two. Do... Do 14 year olds date? What if they're 16 year olds?"[/color] He looked up at them and took another sip of the drink.