Francis was walked into the room by an armed guard, he was dressed in a deep crimson red dress shirt under a black vest and tie he also wore a pair of black dress paints and shoes. "Thank you again Mister Johnson and I do wish the kids well." He said to the guard in his kind voice who in turn offered a smile and a nod. "Will do Francis." The man said before leaving the room. Francis than gazed over the room, his smile not faulting even for a moment.