Help Wanted?

The Titan Tron plays a video showing a man entering the locker room area. The man walks a few steps before he is stopped by a large security guard.

Guard: Excuse me sir, but you're not allowed to be back here.

The man tries to squeeze past the guard, but to no avail.

Man(still trying to get by): No, no, no, I'm allowed to be here.

Guard(pushing the man back): Sir, I can't let you back there.

The Man steps back and laughs a little bit, pointing at the guard.

Guard: What's so funny?

Man: You're accent man... Are you heading back down south to visit old momma and papa for the next few weeks, cuz it's a' harvest season.

Guard: I'm from Maine...

Man: Yeah, more like Main-isssota.

Guard: Minnesota is still up north.

Man: You serious?

The guard nods mouthing the word "Yeah".

Man: Who knew....

Guard: Look, sir, I need you to leave unless you've got a reason to be here.

Man: Actually...

The Man fumbles around in his pocket for a few moments before pulling up a little ID card

Man: I do have reason to be here.

The Man hands the card to the guard, and after studying it for a few seconds, the guard returns the card to the man.

Guard: Hmmm. Okay. Sorry for the mix up.

Man: It's fine.

The man puts the card back into his chest pocket, and begins to head past the guard.

Guard: Who are you here to see any way?

Man: I'm here for Cyrus Grissom.

The man heads down the hallway and the camera fades to black.

OORP: To be in 2 parts. This is part 1, I will post part 2 later.

ANy and all criticism welcomed, ty.