Stella basically tiptoed around the lab quiet as a field mouse. She’d taken to wearing flip-flops lately, for whatever reason, and she was looking for something-anything to bring the thought hamsters in her mind back to life. The poor little guys were just laying in their wheels, bordering comatose, waiting for some action. "Let’s see...who can I bug? Lindsay’s to lunch, Mac’s on a case...Flack!"
"Alright, this is serious." Flack sighed, rubbing his brow. "I told you, if one of Ты guys really wants to get my coffee for me, learn how I like it! еще importantly who puts honey coffee?...
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