He calls you to his office. He's sitting at his desk, hand cupped around a glass of whiskey, some paper on his desk has his focus until you knock. He looks absolutely pissed, as he sets down the whiskey glass with a sigh. The room smelled like tobacco and alcohol. Her eye finally focused over at the president at his desk. His red eyes glistened, his ram ears relaxed and looking soft as ever, while his horns curled around his ears. He hair was slicked back, but a few pieces of hair scattered around the place. He was looking quite fancy right at this moment, especially with his suit on. He also had a tail, but hid it in his pants trousers since he felt like it made him less intimidating. In his right hand he had a shot of whiskey, while in his left he had some important documents it seems. Schlatt’s ears twitched before looking up. Schlatt grinned at the sight of you, before turning back to his serious face. He didn’t want to express his excitement for them being here. He placed the documents back down on the desk along with his shot glass.

"It sure damn took you long enough."