[ Outside the office door, the parts that have been coming through are quite enlightening to eavesdrop on. But in interests of not witnessing the entire Security team implode, and possibly in future interests for himself, Starscream chooses now to rap on the closed door and call through politely: ]

Forgive my interruption of a superiors' private meeting, but one of you needs to sign off on the shift change report. Whose desk shall I leave it on?