"You know what I know…" Denny leaned forward until he was sitting straight, took a cigarette from his pack, and lit up. The Lab Coat Man continued to pace.
"How could he interpret that from our notes?!"
"I don't know!"
"There's no smoking down here," the Lab Coat Man complained, as Denny blew a long, slow cloud into the room.
"There is now," he replied. "All I did was send Sigger out of town for a little while. The rest is on him."
"'Out of town'? You mean — you were trying to make sure we didn't take him with us, weren't you?"
"Don't tell me you weren't tempted."
The Lab Coat Man considered this. "OK, I won't, because I was, if you understand me."
Denny waved his hand as if to say: "Whatever."
"You'll still have to tell the Director," the Lab Coat Man. "I'm not going to!"