(It is the middle of the night. It was quiet save for the sound of pens on paper and fingers typing away on keyboards. A set of very familiar footsteps sound through the hallway, approaching your office. They were Fiammetta's, reverberating with a soft thud on the carpeted floor as your assistant made her way to your room. The Liberi knocks before twisting the doorknob.)

Doctor. It's me. I am coming in

(The liberi enters the office, she looks exhausted and she lays down on the couch nearby for a few moments before remembering where she is... She stands up and coughs before speaking in a professional manner)

... Oh right, my reason for barging into your office, I am here to assist you of course!