The placet smile on the woman faltered slightly but never diminished. The woman turned her attention to Vector after a brief moment of tapping away at her terminal. 

The woman pensively looked to the attached, glancing over it before handing a clip board to the masked man before her.
“I'm so glad you've decided to join the Enhanced Logistics for Insight and Tactical Excellence.  Please fill this out for us and we will start your application process” her rehearsed lines were filled with a honeyed sweetness, her smile never fading but it was clear how hollow it was. Not a kind and welcoming smile but polite.

The clipboard had a simple application, the kind you might expect for any sort of job. Asking for a name, an address, phone number, etc. A fancy pen was placed carefully on the clip.

The woman quickly had another keyboard prepared for the young man behind her initial responder, and handing him one as well.
“And what should I call you, sir?” She asked rigidly before turning her attention back to the keyboard.