Another day elapsed, and once more, I found myself returning to the familiar confines of the information guild. Clad in the identical attire as the day before, I dutifully queued up at the inquirer's desk, adhering to one of the established protocols.
-Before proceeding any further, one must queue up in line.
After a brief wait, a different inquirer—distinct from yesterday's attendant—addressed me.
"Yes?"
"Uhm, is the handler in room fourteen available?"
"Room fourteen…"
The inquirer paused in contemplation, pen poised over his notebook, before creating a response.
"Another client is currently engaged with handler Klein," the inquirer relayed, pausing momentarily. "Kindly wait in the lobby, and another staff member will notify you once they conclude their transaction."
"Okay,"
