“Damn it…” Sephiroth said quietly, straightening his posture. “I had better skip over my lunch and get this finished, then.” He grumbled. “It’s nearly done… it just needs to be proofread and sent through the printer. You can do that part, can’t you?”
He scowled as he thought hard. “I think I need thirty two copies… yes. Thirty-two copies, double printed on both sides of the paper, and stapled at the top left corner.”