Koniev looked utterly disinterested as the fresh applicant walked into his office and greeted him. He picked up the mug sitting on the table next to him, and frowned when he realized he was out of coffee.
"Veronica, I could use a fresh cup of coffee. Erm, Alicia. Oh whatever."
He sifted through the stack of dossiers on his table and picked out Nickoli's."
"Right, Nickoli..." he trailed off as he noticed another applicant barge into the room.
"Who the frack are you and why are you in this office when your name wasn't called?" He yelled at Boris's general direction, his face reddening with rage by the second.