For a group of detectives with other cases to do, the team sure loved to hang out to break room. This was what Chief Abby thought, as she passed Xuanji, who had his boots up on the table. The detective was also wearing a very tight, black shirt with 'SOB' marked across the chest. "I can see your belly Xuanji." He pulled the shirt down.
"It's hot." Xuanji replied, licking cream off his fingers from the third cold cream sandwich he had just devoured. "What is administration waiting for to fix the A/C?"
A marker cover flew from the across the room, hitting Xuanji on the head. It was thrown by Liwu, who was standing in front of a white board. On the board were all the criteria ideas they had come up with for how systems chose their hosts. The rest of the team members were gathered around another table, sipping cold drinks to cool off.
"Chief," Liwu called out, "We are breaking down the criteria for how systems choose their hosts."
