She was smiling and waving. Apparently she liked people. Oh joy, better her than him.
Ansel eyed the door one last time before he pointed out, “It’s dangerous to leave it open, the children tend to take that as a welcoming sign.”
He might as well establish his anti-social beliefs a bit early. Ansel stepped inside the room looking around and nodding to himself when he spotted her computer, “Good, you didn’t try to set it up. I could tell you a few horror stories. I’m only here to get your computer set up, then I’ll leave.”
That established Ansel walked over to examine what she had, “Is there any particular place you wanted it other than your desk?”
He hadn’t even introduced himself, Ansel realized. Perhaps she wouldn’t notice?