"Guess so. Cheater." Stanley chuckled, probably breaking a handful of staff guidelines in all honesty. He had vague recollections of agreeing not to bother the Rangers at all, in fact. Something about not speaking until spoken to and all of that. It was just hard to imagine that they'd bother punting him out for a conversation if no one complained about it. The offer was nice, though. Maybe if they did fire him, they'd even get the right guy. Poor imaginary Stephan could keep on keepin' on. This Herc guy seemed alright.

He grabbed the pullup bar and swung up on it, casually perching his bony rear on one side while he wiped the bar across and considered how to answer that question. "I'm a clipboard guy. Just fill in the cracks, wherever the schedule leaks I guess. Except forklifts. You gotta be 18 for some reason."