[Chikage hadn't wanted to bother Mario last night, even though rumors persisted that he did not require any sleep at all. This morning, however, it was far too cold in her dorm room. She's been wearing her wool houndstooth coat and oversized beret since she woke up. It's a minor inconvenience on the whole, but she suspects Mario enjoys his many jobs around campus and would have no problem taking the time to address her concerns. She knocks on his door politely.]
-Wildcard- wherever Mario's "janitorial office" or the like is.
Mr. Mario? Are you in?