Jenn silently watched the scientist leave, a clear container held tightly to his chest. "Weirdo", Jenn muddered to herself. She took another look around and grabbed a pack of cigarettes from one of the women's purses. She wondered briefly where everyone had gone. Was the presentation over already? But if that was true, why had everyone left there coats and jackets? Jenn didn't think about it for long. She wasn't the type to have much concern for others. She opened a fresh pack and lit a cig with her lighter, a skull painted on its side.
She sucked in a long drag, and exhaled through her nostrils like a dragon. She walked over to where the doctor Small had been kneeling down and collecting something off the carpet. She got on her hands and knees, eyes close to the floor. At first she saw nothing, but then movement caused her to raise an inquisitive eyebrow. On the floor were perhaps a dozen very small insects. Jenn laughed, what must've sounded like cannons to the tiny creatures. She took another puff and blew it out through her nostrils onto the tinies. She laughed again and suddenly her goth nature gave her a wicked idea...
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