"Don't apologize, sugar pie. Neither do I, most of the time."

Ding goes the elevator as they reach ground floor. As Lorne promised, the mirrored wall behind them slides to the side, revealing a very snazzy lobby. Large marble staircase to the left, reception desk to the right, complete with polished surfaces and perfectly primped desk clerks who chirp 'Good afternoon, gentlemen' in a friendly yet professional chorus. All of them seem human at first glance, but like they say, the devil is in the details.