Alex sat at his dining table. He was drinking a cup of tea. It was calm.
Then, the door burst open.
Maya walked in. She was wearing a lab coat (even though she was now a high-powered data analyst for a top firm, she still loved the coat). She was carrying a projector and a screen.
Behind her walked Mark. He was wearing a tuxedo t-shirt and sunglasses. He was holding a bucket of popcorn.
And Rico. He was wearing pajamas and carrying a bongo drum.
"MEETING IN SESSION!" Maya shouted. "ATTENDANCE IS MANDATORY!"
"It is 9 AM, Maya," Alex sighed.
"Data never sleeps," Maya said, setting up the projector on the dining table. "And neither does the analysis of a decade."
"I sleep," Mark said, sitting down and eating popcorn. "I sleep very fast. Power naps."
Maya dimmed the lights. A giant pie chart appeared on the wall.
