Casper is sitting out in the hallway near where the Cafeteria would be - looking into the mirrored bar hurts his eyes. He's chatting quietly with Bob, voice low and a little heated - but he stops when Federico draws near.

"Oh. Good... morning? I'm not sure what time it is, actually. But I hope you're feeling better." He smiles at the Executor. "And I hope you slept well."