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both just
stared for a moment, apparently both in shock as he realized that,
instead of finding the doorknob, his hand was resting against the
girls upper thigh, in the crease between her hip and her more
intimate of areas.
    The girl screamed. Jason quickly withdrew
his hand and doing everything he could to avoid further contact,
slipped around the girl and out of the room.
     
    *****
     
    “Thanks to you, I’m probably going to prison,” Jason
announced as he entered the lab, ensuring that the door locked
behind him.
    “Huh?” Derek responded, the binocular like
glasses remaining fixed on the small electronic device before
him.
    “Your company. I had a nice...brief...but
nice little conversation with one of them. But I think I might have
sexually assaulted the one in the bathroom.”
    “That’s good,” Derek mumbled, obviously
completely engrossed in his work as a small puff of white smoke
billowed up from the tiny soldering gun in his hand.
    “Yeah, I thought so. Then, the strangest
thing happened.”
    Derek remained silently focused on the small
metal component before him.
    “As I was banging the blonde one,” Jason
continued, now standing across the counter from his roommate, “and
believe me, she was loving every minute of it, who would you
imagine suddenly jumped out of the closet to join in?” Jason
paused, looking for a reaction. “Your mother.”
    “How was my mother? I never heard a
complaint from my dad,” Derek replied, looking up with a grin.
    “You son of bitch,” Jason laughed. “You were
listening the entire time, weren’t you?”
    “What?”
    “Funny.”
    Derek, still smiling, went back to his
work.
    “Seriously though. You are aware that there
are two naked girls in our room right now?”
    “What happened to the third one?”
    Based on the serious tone of the question
and the very possibility of such a situation that involved Derek
being true, Jason wasn’t sure if his roommate was joking or
not.
    “I guess I lost track of time,” Derek looked
up at the clock on the wall then back down at the soldering gun as
he lightly touched it to the metal, funnel like object again.
“There.”
    “There, what?”
    “It’s done.”
    “You’ll have to forgive me. I’m only a month
away from graduating with a bachelors in astrophysics and molecular
biology but that in no way has made me qualified to understand what
that thing is,” Jason motioned to the tiny silver funnel and
wires.
    “It’s an electron multiplier,” Derek
answered, as if common knowledge, while holding up the small
electronic device.
    “The name’s fairly self explanatory. What
is—?”
    “—This is the answer,” Derek interjected,
getting up from his chair, making his way toward a tall cabinet in
the corner of the room.
    “What was the question?”
    “The question was, how do we amplify the
amount of electricity to the machine’s core without requiring a
direct tie-in to a high tension power line or small nuclear
reactor.” Placing his thumb against the biometric scanner on the
cabinet door, Derek waited for the click of the releasing lock.
    “As I said before, I don’t exactly know how
much power we’ll need,” Jason reminded his friend.
    Derek turned the handle on the safe-like
cabinet.
    “My calculations suggest that we’ll need a
significant burst of power delivered directly to the machine’s core
all at once but I don’t think it’ll be anywhere on the level of a
nuclear reactor.”
    “The nuclear reactor was an exaggeration,”
Derek felt the need to explain his apparently unfunny humor as he
opened the cabinet.
    “The most important thing is that the power
is dispersed throughout the core at the exact same power level and
at the exact same moment,” Jason preached.
    “I know,” Derek agreed. Closing the cabinet
door, the audible click of the automatically re-engaging lock
filled the momentary silence followed by the thud of the steel
briefcase on the counter beside the newly built