"Oh cripes," Denny muttered.
When they heard Denny in the doorway, they stopped moving, slowly turned toward him, and starting giggling again.
Denny clenched his fists and exhaled slowly. "OK, Neoldner, why don't you take five?"
Neoldner nodded in agreement and stepped into the hallway, giggling all the way out. Once he had left, Denny gave Kurt a quick stare, and suddenly, Kurt's giggling stopped.
"Whoa, what did you do?" he asked.
"I had to remove whatever it was you didn't inhale from your bloodstream," he said. His legs suddenly felt limp, and his steadied himself against the wall. "It takes something out of you to work that precisely." Slowly, he moved toward the other chair and sat down.
"When am I going to learn to do that?" Kurt asked.
"If we had a clipboard, we'd start ASAP, but we're kind of screwed right now. Forrester's taken, along with his copy; Justin Nelson has another. We were making more, but our copier ran out of toner."
Kurt pondered this for a moment.
"What kind of organization is this?"