Jordan sat down finally after finishing the process of cleaning the conference room of the Hotel he worked at. The only location in town with a conference room, actually, and techinically he didn't need to clean it. He did need something to pre-occupy him though, and so Jordan cleaned.

It had taken him until 2 to finish cleaning, the tables he had been wiping down were stained with pools of ink from a stationery malfunction. It was wonder these business types even found the ability to speak when half the time they had pens in their teeth. Jordan wasn't there when one of the ensuited men bit so hard on the end of a blue pen that it exploaded in his mouth. Jordan was there to clean it up aproxiatly 4 hours after it happened. That meant the ink had dried, and the wood of the table was stained.

"Bah! Go kick a calendar- stupid stain..." Jordan was, of course, not angry at the stain. He yawned, and checked his watch. 2:05 the glow-in-the-dark bit of jewlery said.