Any time something odd and unlikely happens, since you're a mathematician, your friends and family will invariably ask you "What are the odds?"
You remind them that just because something is improbable, doesn't mean it is impossible. For example, the composition of the breakaway workgroup you've been assigned to was randomly determined. So since the majority of the conference's attendees are men, you would expect your workgroup to reflect this. But, except for Gary, your workgroup is made up of women.
Randomly improbable, but not impossibe.
There are some other anomalies as well. Everyone in your workgroup is under thirty and, except for Gary, all of you are very attractive.
(Gary isn't unattractive; he's just plain looking).
But what makes you absolutely sure someone has taken the randomness out of your workgroup selection process is that, with the exception of Gary, all of you ae black women who look like celebrities.
You, for example, look like Taraji Henson when she appeared in the series "Persons of Interest." Kimberly, who is an intern for a mall genetic sequencing firm and a junior working on her bachelor's degree in biology, looked just like Beyonce did when she was with Destiny's Child. Habiba, a physiologist for a cutting edge prosthetics development company, looks like Stacey Dash did in the movie "Clueless." Topaz, who works for quality control at a software development company, was constantly being asked if she was related to Namoi Campbell, since she looked like the supermodel when Naomi was in her twenties. And finally there was Kaylee, a fellow mathematician who looked like Tyra Banks did when the latter appeared in the movie "Coyoto Ugly."
The five of you are talking and comparing notes, having forgotten all about Gary, when you hear the sounds of windows and doors simultaneously locking. You look up to see Gary doing something with his phone.
"Don't mind me," he tells you. "I'm just making sure we're not interrupted." He then grins as he adds, "I see all of you used the special bath oil that I left in your rooms."
Before you or the other women can respond, all five of you shrink down to five inches in height. Do you all shrink out of your clothes?
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