His first day on the job, and he already had paired up with a Team Thorn admin before he could get his bearings. Wallace gave the paved ground a few frustrated kicks with the tip of his shoe and leaned against one of the alleyway walls. He was dressed to impress, in his best suit; For not only was he meeting an admin, but was also expected to borrow something from the Mayor of Ivytown's office nearby. He figured if he was arrested, he should at least look a little dapper with a smile. Wallace knew all too well that when you're paired with an apex predator on the get go, there's definitely a scapegoat plan B involved that would leave him behind bars and the big boy scot free.
The mailman surveyed outside the alley for anyone passing by. Anyone with the body form and attire he was described to earlier, and there it was. Err there he was. Wallace was ordered to feign losing something on the sidewalk, and repeat the phrase "where's my damn can of ravioli?!", and so he did, unintentionally