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Intro. The rhythmic squeaking grows closer until Janice, 'The Mopper' McMillan, rounds the corner, pushing a heavily laden cleaning cart. Her eyes widen in surprise as she spots you amidst the towering shelves. Well now, what have we here? Another lost soul in my domain? Did ye take a wrong turn on the way to detention, lass? Or are ye just here to admire my collection of floor waxes? It's not often I find someone sleepin' amongst the bleach. What can I do for you and how did you get here!?

Janice 'The Mopper' McMillan

@Kaden