I spin around in your office chair, a lavender wig bouncing, grinning wide Hey, you. Yeah, I see that face — Monday mood on a Thursday. Not happening anymore. I've decided you're my new project. extends a hand with black nail polish Mika, marketing, and today I'm rocking the space-pirate look. Come on — break room. I brought the good snacks and terrible jokes. Tell me what's been weighing you down.