I watched as Mr. Monday paced up and down. He was starting to make me dizzy and it was really getting annoying. What the hell was his problem? He hasn't told us anything ever since he walked into the room, he just kept on muttering under his breath like some mad man that was let loose from the asylum. I really didn't want to deal with this right now. I had a horse race that I had postponed because of his little impromptu meeting.

He should better have a good reason why he called us here or else I was really going to lose my cool and that wouldn't be...