>>13940044"Uh, I, uh, was, um... Scanning the beach for shipments last night! Yeah! And the reason I'm late coming in this morning is because I, uh... was too busy beating up 12 year olds and taking their Pokemon?"
His head was pounding! Hopefully that was the answer the voice on the other end wanted to hear. He looked through his crap that he had retrieved from the room and found his shades, putting them on before stepping out of the front door of the complex into the bright sunlight of Olivine. His stomach gurgled and he figured a bite wouldn't hurt, if he could placate the higher ups on the other end of the line first.
