You stepped into the surprisingly small office. The first thing you notice is the wallpaper. Pink bows on yellow? It seemed like some kind of retro hair salon shop. Retro something. Then you notice the secretary who perked up upon your entrance. For such a big corporation, you sure find the tacky, tiny office, rather odd. There was no one else here, in the small waiting section. You quietly clear your throat, edging slowly away from the entrance towards the desk. "Can I schedule an appointment?"

( ;A; crossposting on both here and my site.)