Dirty trick, really. Maybe he thinks we're all
drug-induced hallucinations. As far as he's concerned, he was leaning
against the bathroom wall in order not to stain his shoes and the next
moment he's peeing in our corner."
Sigger tried to nod sympathetically.
"Hasn't completed the interview yet," he continued. "Oh that doesn't
mean I haven't been able to take a few notes, but I guarantee he'll be
missing out on the entertainment for some time to come!"
"Now that I've answered your questions, let me ask you --" Prof. Sigger
began.
"No time. I have a number of errands to run. You'll find we're quite
organized, once you've been here a while."
"A while?"
"Yes, this may take some time. All good projects do, as I'm sure you
understand." Sigger nodded dumbly.
"Now I'm going to turn you over to my assistant, Neoldner."
The door opened, and twenty year-old resembling a ferret and wearing an
identical lab coat entered, a clipboard in his hand.
"He's going to help with the second phase," the Lab Coat Man said.
"Hey," Neoldner said.
"Um... yes," Sigger replied.
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