As you leave the break room, you see a cart of packages by Mr. Strickland's door. You grab the box labelled 'O'Connor', and set out down the hall. You scan door after door, looking for the name O'Connor, but you can't seem to find it.
You're gonna have to ask someone.
And the only person you can see is that bitch from before, Amelia.
Greeeaaaat.
As you approach her, she snickers. "Nice boxers."
"Shut up," you grumble. "Look, could you just tell me where Mr. O'Connor's office is?"
"I could..."she says. "But you are trying to steal my man, so I'd rather not."
Dammit, she's annoying.
"C'mon, please! I just need to know where Mr. O'Connor's room is!"
Amelia thinks for a moment, and says, "All right. I'll tell you. But, if I do, I want you to give me a foot massage during lunch."
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