"Mona?" Getti called again, in her soft voice which unwittingly hid the steel behind it, "How many times do I have to shout to get some help around here? Honestly..."

Her light grey eyes took in the office out of habit, and she almost looked over the sleeping journalist in her haste to get Mona to handle Mr. Nathan Greenwood. Unfortunately for the journalist though, Getti rarely missed anything, "You, person!" Her soft voice quickly took on a rather harsh edge as she took the five steps to stand over the napping man, "Get up, does this look like a nursery to you?"