Unfortunate Fridge
[It's all well and good that you got to enjoy a snack, but you just lost some GDV from the destruction caused by her recent shot into traffic. Also, Jonathan is nearby now, but he's swamped with tasks for aiding the growing number of victims.]
'Bah, I wouldn't have stopped her in time regardless. Tch, you'd think we should swap tasks, dealing with her would have been way easier for him.'
[...You're nearly there, it won't be much longer now. Miss Calculated will probably be stopping you just a little way into the next room. If not, maybe speak up to ask when.]
'Right, would be too weird if I suddenly veered off through the wall without her say-so.'
Lucas resumes his charge, clapping his hands together twice to knock off the sugary powder from the recently demolished donut.
The middle-aged female employee across the room takes another sip from her coffee before elegantly standing up from her chair.