Illyria stood in the middle of Wolfram & Hart foyer holding a small package. People rushed around her in a senseless chase of something insignificant. That insufferable green-skinned Pylean who was tasked to watch her handed the package to her, saying something like 'just drop this off to the R&D, Blue' as he was swept away by his assistant to discuss an upcoming event, leaving Illyria to her own devices. Illyria's eyes drifted to the reception desk - humans approached it for help and directions. Perhaps the workers will help her find this... Research and Development department.

"You."

Illyria said regally, approaching the desk and addressing a person behind it.

"You will assist me."