You speed into the elevator and cover yourself with J.Crew catalogs as you jump out of the cart to push the button for the basement. Once the doors shut, you hop out of the cart with willing intent to impersonate a work study mail authority. As the doors open to the basement, you are suddenly standing face to face with Schmich, King of the Mail Room.

 "Oh! There's the J.Crew catalogs. Thanks for bringing them down. Do you want to help me with something else?"

If you agree to help, turn to Page 44.

 

If you want to investigate other options, turn to Page 76.