Apparently my shorthand for “these people are at an office” is just to have everyone holding coffee mugs. It seems that, in my twisted worldview, an office is just a place where grown-ups stand around all day and discuss sex whilst imbibing nearly toxic levels of caffeine. A place where nothing gets done, everyone is tweaked out, and the conversations only get more depraved as the day drags on. Like a bar that doesn’t serve alcohol, leaving you to get drunk only on human misery.

Actually… Yeah, that sounds about right.