After four hours of shocked silence, Boris Angus Demetrius replied. “Do you think I’m a chemist or something? I’m just a regular doctor who does a little genetic engineering on the side. There’s a koala parrot right there, sitting in my chair drinking coffee.”
“Any kind of weapon will do,” said the stranger, “so long as it is very, very scary sounding.”
“Do I look like a weapons engineer?” asked Boris Angus Demetrius. “Also, what should I call you?”
“Yes. And call me Chadwick.” answered the stranger.
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