[i]"Why are we here?"[/i]

A dark brown liquid trickled down the mouth of the bottle, rising up on the tumbler until it nearly reached the brim. Holding it carefully, the man brought it to his lips and sipped, feeling the fiery warmth scar his throat. A more pleasant sensation than that girl-boy's voice, to be sure.

[b]"It's a recruitment office. Put the pieces together. Next?"[/b]