“Look, I can’t talk now. I have important business to attend to.” STJ holds up his hands as if to form a symbolic barrier between them.
“It will only take a few minutes.”
“Listen, I said I haven’t got time. Not now,” he replies, getting up and pushing past Dr Hyde.
“Your call. I’ll be in the Round Room though, if you change your mind.”
As STJ makes his way across to the boardroom he remembered Dr Hyde’s words from the last they’d met, “Don’t fly too close to the sun my friend or else your wings will melt.” They give him an uneasy feeling. He catches a glimpse of his reflection in a large mirror which hangs outside the boardroom. While quietly wondering whose idea it had been to place it there he sucks in his belly and pats it before exhaling. Breaking his gaze from the mirror, he walks into the boardroom.
What should STJ do?
Hurry to the meeting room (https://gist.github.com/ParkinT/452b16616f7adade76d4/78a2a34cf042ff5b76be60fa9f2ddedb37dd3fa3)
Procrastinate but eventually find your way to the Boradroom(https://gist.github.com/ParkinT/452b16616f7adade76d4/8960be5836d953d423a8960444b14afed034613d)