"No Gio, you didn't," she said with a sigh, scanning the office for the typewriter that had eluded her for the past hour. "The answer was Mr. Green in the Billiards Room with the Revolver. Thanks for playing though!"

She steps hesitantly into the office, in fear that some small animal would come out of the woodwork and attempt to maul her, which seeing as though she was in Gio's office, there was always a possibility of something like that occurring. "Do you at least have a quill and some ink? Allah knows, how are we supposed to do paperwork without outdated forms of writing?"