(OOM for L's tour)

[bugsandslime]

Hodgins is at his workstation running silt profiles. Tedious and uninteresting at the best of times, it doesn’t help that the medico-legal lab is basically dead today (if one will forgive the expression). The only thing resembling excitement is that the lab alarms have apparently gone on the fritz, sending up an alert even though there’s no one there.

Two of the security guards are fiddling with the alarm controls.

“Beats the hell out of me,” Hodgins hears one them say. “I’ll put in a call to maintenace. There’s no reason for it to be going off.”

At least the side play relieves a little of the monotony.

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[zach-and-cheese.livejournal.com]

"Technically, given the timeline of Star Wars it'd be historical technology, though more advanced than our own," Zach points out dryly,from the doorway of his workroom. "Hello, Laini. I thought we were meeting at the diner by your hotel?"

No, Zach has not rehearsed this several times to get it down pat. Anyways, he's an awkward enough speaker that any extra pauses and stiltedness from Making Things Up is easily disguised.

[bugsandslime]

Hodgins rolls his eyes.

"Dude. It's fiction."

"So," he adds, raising his eyebrows at Zach in the manner of an older, more worldly brother, "Zach, you didn't mention having a date."

That would have been hot gossip in the lab.

[foxy-l33t.livejournal.com]

Laini rolls her eyes cheerfully at Zach. "They never say when exactly they're considering the 'long time ago' to be from, so..." She waves a hand in the air, grinning at Zach, then winks at Hodgins.

"I'm usually not what people expect, so..."

[zach-and-cheese.livejournal.com]

The consternated look Zach has been levelling at Hodgins shifts to Laini. He's about to debate the time-point of film's chronology, but he closes his mouth and says, instead: "For a scientist, you mean?"

He's taking of his blue nitrile gloves to toss them in the small trashcan by the door as he speaks. "Laini's accompanying me to the opening of the new exhibit in Robotics," he explains to Hodgins. "You are not in Robotics."

So clearly he wouldn't want to know. QED, Hodgins.