You duck out of the tiger-hallway and shut and lock the door behind you. You’re busy looking for more locks when you hear the commotion in the room you just entered.
“Oh hey, you’re finally here! We were worried you forgot!” Jackie, the office manager, laughed.
You have no idea what she’s talking about, but repeated experience has taught you never to tell the truth in this situation. You smile vaguely as you quickly survey the room.
A group of your co-workers are gathered around a table. There are baby-related balloons tied to a string in the corner. The decorations are all in pink. The baby shower fingerprint guestbook you have been thinking about buying stands out conspicuously, as if for product placement purposes.
To your left is Tricia from accounting and Jeff from sales. To your right is Amee, and that new guy Matt or Mike. In front of you, on the table, is a laser pointer. You also see cake, but don’t get your hopes up because that’s not part of the adventure.