Although Mamie had never met Owen or knew of his relationship with Roseanne, nothing could stifle her desire to vent her frustrations. After lunch, the trio returned to the lab.

Mamie put her hands on her hips and sighed, "Sure, it's spacious, but cleaning is such a chore."

Suddenly-

"Excuse me, is this Room C116?"

Two janitors appeared at the door, cleaning supplies in hand.

"Uh, yes, this is C116. What can I do for you?"

"That's great! Let's get started then."

The other cleaner quickly chimed in, and they both sprang into action.

Mamie blinked, "Wait, are you sure you've got the right place?"

"No mistake, it's C116. The admin office told us to come clean up."

The admin office?

Mamie and Roseanne glanced at Scales, wondering if he was behind this.

He wasn't capable of

were cleaning today. But hey, someone's cleaning

chair, sat down, and tore open

munching, but she also

a chip, but her mind

Owen feeling guilty for not being able

It really wasn't necessary...

"Aren't you going

thanks, I'm watching my weight." "Well,

...

the Life Sciences

sweat, trying to maintain a smile, but the man across from

cautiously probed, "...Mr. Sullivan, it's rare to see you here.

here? You don't know?" He scoffed, "It seems all those

immediately anxious, "Why would you

he held the title of deputy dean, with 12 others sharing various

coveted position when managed well, given the interactions with entrepreneurs who could make

in this circle, having shared laughs with Corley at dinner

something we've failed at? Please, feel free to tell me, and

laugh was tinged

suggest? After all, the department's resources aren't allocated by rules or capabilities. You do

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