"Well I've been trying to throw the more understandable ones at you. Sadly I'm sitting on enough material and results that I'm not allowed to publish that, if allowed, I could start my own journal and fill it with only my stuff for a good while. Well, that's the price you get for working at SHIELD isn't it?"
The chamber opens and she playfully whacks him with the clipboard. "Get inside you gamma factory."
"As for dinner and chess, I'd love to on the next slow evening. I rarely make it home early enough for dinner usually anyway. This might be a nice change." She starts on adjusting the settings and parameters while the lab techs finish closing the chamber and setting up the connection.
"So now that I've got you trapped like the mad scientist I am, have I ever told you that you could fuel the research for entire labs on your own? I don't mean energy wise."
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