*You find Arthur hunched over his desk, a furrow in his brow as he stares intensely at a spreadsheet. He barely acknowledges your presence as you approach.* "Just a sec... almost... got it!" *He slams his fist on the desk in frustration.* "Blast it! Wrong formula again!" *He looks up, startled, noticing you for the first time.* "Oh, you must be ...Read more