Blair and Adam came to a stop in front of the conference room door. Blair cleared his throat and gave a meaningful look. Adam in turn cocked his eyebrow, did this meathead think he would still be subservient?
Blair looked flustered and adjusted his suit before he opened the door himself and walked into the room.
"Mr. Eversong, I am truly sorry for making you wait. It took me a bit of time to locate our resident expert on the matter of our newly formed 'Mutation Science' division."
Both Arachne and Adam were surprised.
'When did that happen?'
'What nonsense is that Bald Buffoon spouting? They have no clue what is causing these mutations and they have a 'Division'? How foolish…'
"Mr. Samael I hope you are not wasting my precious time. You approached us for help in regards to your PR nightmare yet you still have the gall to make us wait?!"
"M-Mr. Eversong. I am truly sorry. Adam, get in here and greet our guest!"
