"That I am," said Thomas shaking off some of the gluck that was trickling down his arm. "That I am."
"Don't you mind?"
"I have my own revenge. My own, particular means of revenge. I'm sorry, Elaine. I must now leave you. The engineer has had his fun—now, my sweet, he may have the compensating task of cleaning up!"
Thomas turned and found the little tungsten box with its label: BE AN ENGINEER! and pressed the button.
Tom Lionel, Consulting Engineer, removed his finger from the button, and turned to see Elaine.
"Was it funny?" he asked.
"Very much so," she laughed.
"Who pushed it?"
"I did."