Nolan was glad to find a free seat next to Shinobi, sneaking in with his head bent and shoulders hunched, as if he could make his relatively gangly frame more discreet, especially when he was dressed in his usual manner. A white blazer, a bright pink polo shirt with a blue one underneath (collar popped), and black trousers. The pink and blue combo was a definite throwback to the fact that he had been stuck in a videoconference with some providers he wanted to cut loose on account of their deplorable record in terms of gender diversity.

He'd meant to be here on time, really, but manipulating them into severing the contract themselves had taken longer than he had hoped.

He sat beside his friend now, nonplussed about the amount of chatter and what few words he'd been able to glean here and there. "It sounds like I missed quite the announcement," he muttered to Shinobi, leaning towards him.