“Hey there, fella.”

Booker was surprised when only a couple of minutes had passed and a man had already entered the small room. For some reason he had expected to be waiting quite on someone for a while but apparently that wasn't going to be the case. The man whom had entered certainly had the look of what Booker perceived was the appearance of a Peace Keeper as well yet he had expected to be talking to somebody quite a bit older looking than the relatively young man that was now before him. Nevertheless Booker stood up from the cold metal he had been seated on and firmly shook the man's gloved hand.

"John... Long. Call me Long John." Spoke the man as he and Booker shook hands... John Long. Booker felt like there was something off about the way the man spoke or rather just wrong with his manner in general but he soon decided to brush the feeling off. He imagined there was bound to be something a little off with everyone who did the job of a Peace Keeper for long enough.

"So you're here to join up?"

“Uh, aye, that I am. The names Booker Perdue. Good to meet you Long John... So, uh, where does this thing go from here?”