You there.
Clicking the mouse.
All big-eyed and slack-jawed.
Yes, you.

I'm talkin' to you.
The name's Bella. Bella Rabbit. What are you doing here? Do you have authorization? Where's your security clearance?

What's that? You have none? And you say you're looking for Aly?

Pah.

She's on holidays right now, pal, as if you didn't know. Where? Snoopy little fellow, aren't you? She's in New Zealand, of course. Can't you read?

I don't hear you, speak up!
When is she back, you ask? On the 24th of January, not a moment too soon if you ask me. And
she's left me in charge of this place while she's gone.

Now. Back away slowly and start walkin'. You don't want these teeth to start gnawing on your behind.

Don't think I won't. Your behind is mine. Scram!

(Make sure you pop back every so often, hopefully updates to come. Just make sure you bring your pass this time, alright? Otherwise you might end up looking like this poor sod.)