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"Okey" - the Dude said simply, still smiling wide. Amen for the care packages.

Aubrey motioned them towards the elevator. "Well, Mr. Ambrose, we'll certainly do our best, thats thats a way off, yes? Anyway, better to take a semester off than have some nasty side-effect, right? We don't want to let you leave until we're 110% sure you're in better-than-perfect health. The safety and comfort of our patients is very important to us, as you can tell. We feel if you're willing to give up your precious time for us, we should be as accomodating as possible."

Aubrey smiled and told the elevator 'Floor 3."

Once they arriveed, she led Ambrose and the Dude to one of the exam rooms. She went over to a filing cabinent and pulled out from paper work at the same time, she pulled out her celphone/radio and informed the doctor that Ambrose was ready.

She looked over the forms, which was a rather thick stack of paper, and placed them in a folder and labeled it "Sean 'the Dude' Carroll."

She stepped over to him, "No, this whole first part is describing our policies on confidentiality. Basically, you don't tell anyone what we're doing here, and we never mention certain... items we're furnishing you. Ya know, its just that we're working on some very high-end stuff here, and corperate and scientific espionage is a, sadly, booming business. Moreau has spent his life on this work, and we're taking a lot a measure to protect that, if you have noticed."

She placed the papers in his hands, and flipped about seven pages in. "This is describing your study. Generally, we give you shots, you report back to us all and any noticable changes. Its all very vague, of course, as its susposed it. Its a double blind study and all. But of course, we're convinced its all safe. BUT, in the rare offchance something happens, Feral Labs will cover any and all medical expenses related to the study for the rest of your days, if it would come to that. How many "experimental" studies offer that, huh?"

She flipped to the end, "And here's where we talk about the five grand, and, of course, we need your John Handcock right here." Aubrey fished a pen from her bag and opened it, placing it in his hand."

Ambrose watched with his hands behind his back and was quiet for most of it.

"well... I Just really hope that there's nothing keeping me here that long. I really can't afford to lag in the fencing competitions..." he trailed, looking a bit nervous. "Would there be compensation other than health care if we are required to stay longer than the two weeks...?" He hated to ask, but I really did NOT like the notion of being stuck here.

His eyes caught on the name on the packet "Sean Carroll, eh?" Ambrose teased, his good mood keeping even the anxiety about being forced to stay here longer than he would have liked back at the new tidbit of amusement. "I had been wondering..."

"Yeah well, the pilot didn't sound too optimistic about the return time, so I figured, I'd spend my time contributing to the scientific progress." - he shrugged.

Then the Dude looked back at Ambrose and grinned: "Yep. Did you think it'd be Gaylord Focker or somethin'?"

The elevator started moving as everyone saw it began to move down on the digital display beside it till it said 01 and opened. Out walked Moreau, dressed as normal in his labcoat and sweater. It had to be questioned if he had anything else to wear (though he did wear different color sweaters).

"Mr. Carrol, Mr. Maurlias, good to see you again. I hope Aubrey has been treating you well, she's the best assistant I could ask for." Moreau reached into his top pocket and pulled out a covered needle and vial.

"You understand it's time for another one of your injections. I hope you haven't seen any ill effects from the first?" Moreau was making an odvious attempt at sympathy though it came across more as interest than caring about Ambrose's well being.

Almost not waiting for his responses from everyone, as he was already talking and no one should speak while he was. "And Mr. Carroll, I understand you've decided to participate in our little study. We'll clear the forms and give you your first shot in a day or so." he smiled nicely.

The Dude opened his mouth to correct Dr. Moreau about the proper pronunciation of his name but figured it'd be too much trouble. He didnt' really like the Doctor, expecially after he met Madison. There WAS something FREAKY about this man. Something freaky and deeply unsettling. But, being in the good mood that he was, the Dude still attempted small talk:

"Hey there, doctor. Yep. And I also met your lovely cousin a few days ago. Madison? Real pretty, has the hair just like you. She said something about you treating her deafness. Is that what the new drug's gonna be used for?"

Yep, he was playing with fire. But he liked it hot.

"I am testing a variety of drugs here Mr. Carroll. I hope you were satisfied with what I delivered you, strait from Amsterdam, highest quality I could purchase. I had hoped that would, ease your tension here but I see it has not." Moreau made it odvious he had noted the sarcasm in the Dude's voice. "Perhaps the purchase was a mistake."

Moreau smiled as he inserted the vial into the needle for Ambrose. "And Mr. Maurlias, I am glad you haven't suffered any other ill effects. And yes, those were presents as were the goods I aquired for Mr. Carroll here that he seems so ungreatful for."

Moreau took hold of Ambrose's arm and inserted the needle, after a moment he pulled it out. "Thank you very much Mr. Maurlias, I believe Aubrey can show you and Mr. Carroll out."