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.

head. He wasn't capable of

we were cleaning today. But

a chair, sat down, and

munching, but she

a chip, but her

Owen feeling guilty for not being able to help, trying to make amends this

It really wasn't necessary...

Scales, "Aren't you going to

"No thanks, I'm

...

at the Life

wiped his sweat, trying to maintain a smile, but the man across from him remained unmoved, without a hint of

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

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

anxious, "Why

deputy dean, with 12 others sharing various responsibilities,

the interactions with entrepreneurs who could make a substantial

having shared laughs with Corley at dinner

at? Please, feel free to

laugh was tinged

I possibly suggest? After all, the department's resources aren't allocated by rules

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