Cormac watched him grab the chair nearby. He was getting comfortable. Was it really going to take that long? Yes, it normally did. Why were the rules so complicated when they were changed? Why couldn't they even word them simpler? "Want some coffee?" he asked with some clear spite in his tone. The coffee here was horrible. It was a known fact. To offer someone coffee was rather mean in Cormac's opinion.
Cormac opened a drawer and produced a file, dropping it unceremoniously on his desk on top of the rest of the paperwork. "Sure I do! Less breaks, more play, more heatstroke. Isn't that the gist of it?"