Leaning against the table you start to think about the device, when a voice pipes up from behind you "Who are you, and what are you doing in Mr. Wexler's lab?" turning you stare dumbfounded for a second at the dark haired slender beauty in the doorway.
"Who am I?" you respond, in the only way you know of to deflect blame. "Who are you, and why are you here?"
"I'm Mr. Wexler's TA for this semester, Janet." While talking she walks over to Wexler's desk in the corner and puts down a stack of papers. "Have you been doing things for Wexler as well?"
"Umm, yeah." you respond. "Hold on a moment." You quickly make your way to the door and close it, then turn around and see Janet holding the Size gun. You berate yourself for leaving it in the open and not putting it in your bag when you had the chance! "Put that down, it's very important!" you say to her hoping beyond hope she does.
"Oh yeah? Well I know for a fact this is Mr. Wexler's and he's very possessive about it. He said he doesn't want anyone touching it, yet he lets you be in here alone with it? It's a stupid thing anyway, enlarge and reduce, pfff. Am I really supposed to believe you?"
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