Tom was waiting in the chair nervously and trying to be as patient as he could be. To Tom, it seemed like it had been hours but really it had been 45 minutes when the warden entered the room.
The warden was taller than Tom by a few inches and he was just average shape, not too fat but not that thin, having a desk job and being later in years had given him a belly. Of course, part of that was the ale that he liked to drink in his off-hours. Even though he never married he kept his looks up as part of the status of being warden.
"Hi, I'm Robert." He spoke.
"Hi I'm Tom," he replied.
"I have a problem and you could really help me out with it," Tom said nervously.
Robert said, "What is that? and Why should I help you?"
