"Yes, and if you bungle this morning's experiment, I may be able to get a job in a nuthouse!"
She was instantly contrite. "Oh Don, I won't! But why don't you do the hard work, and let me be the subject? Then if anything goes wrong, all your work won't be lost...."
"Nuts. You know as much about it as I do. And besides, what if I accidentally picked up your emotional seat and found out what time Brannan really brought you in last night?"
"Maybe you'd be surprised."
"I'd like to have Brannan under the machine," he said. "Maybe you'd be surprised."
"Mary Mason can take care of herself," she said.
He looked at her. "Yeah, I guess you can. So, how about dinner tonight?"
"Psychology class tonight."
"Tomorrow night."
"Choir practice."