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Bernadette (disregarding his displeasure) pauses briefly at his work station. Leaning down, she yanks off her high heels and plops them on the corner of his desk, while looking at him with wide excited eyes.
Bernadette (disregarding his displeasure) pauses briefly at his work station. Leaning down, she yanks off her high heels and plops them on the corner of his desk, while looking at him with wide excited eyes.
Hey! Some of us still work past 3pm on a Friday! If you can’t… (Spotting her) Bernie?!?
Adam taps a pencil against a blank page of a notebook. When the lab door suddenly crashes open, he jumps an inch out of his chair, before yelling back to his unseen intruder.
Adam Harris sits alone at his desk, quietly tinkering with a disassembled computer motherboard. On the corner of his desk is a used name tag with faded ink that reads ‘WarKar Job Fair – Engineers of Tomorrow’ at the top, with ‘Adam Harris – UCLA 2009’ scrawled below.
Basically, yours – you take him down. But not before Nobody and Magmamite provide a nice big distraction to get him off-balance and careless. Go to the end of the block, and when I give the signal, come in all charged up and zap his ass into that building. Once he’s down, I’ll make sure
Everyone, stop. We can do this, but we need to do it as a team. Or this goes off the rails real quick.
Then can we get on with it? Because honestly, hiding behind a massive gas tank with match stick here isn’t sitting well with me.