Denny stared for a moment before throwing the empty packing box to the floor. "Oh, Lord. Who has it?"
"Remember Tom? He clocked Forrester at Popeye's. Took his clipboard.
Which makes a total of two that are missing…"
"Two? What was Forrester doing with two?!"
"Oh, he only had one. I, uh, almost got shot by Mr. Nelson and, uh… well, I dropped mine."
"And you became a Hindu, I see?"
"What?" the Lab Coat Man asked, touching his forehead. "That was the bullet! Do you realize—?"
"Just kidding…"
"Kidding! I'm almost killed in the line of duty, and all anyone can think to do is make fun of me because at the last second I didn't die! Am I so dispensable that —"
"All right, calm down. We need to have a meeting about this."
"Yes, I informed everyone. They'll meet us."