"Well than, I guess I dont have to..." he broke off as one of his underlings in the analysis department came tearing down the hall screaming. "WHERE THE HELLS THE BATHROOM?" Hienrich smiles, "Now I remember why I havent been drinking coffee in the office." He frowned, turning back to mustang, "well I guess you wouldnt want this?" he opened his jacket and revealed the cover of the file he had just shown the Fuhrer. "I figured you would want to know a thing or two about this," he closed his jacket, letting a small photo fall out, a grainy image of the elric brothers falling at his feet.