I knew that. "I just got tired of getting pushed around. Besides, with no pants I was stuck to that chair."
"Probably." His tongue pushed gently against his sore lip. "You think that was the right way to go about making things better?"
Maybe not. But did he have any better ideas?
He wasn't sure, but he didn't think a laboratory was just the right place for a brawl.
"Just why I started it. Now what?"
He didn't know that either. "Kellner is having hysterics, and I just made some phone calls."
If the Old Man showed up I had some nice words ready to use. "Now we might get some action."
Stein gave me a sour look. "Not necessarily the kind you'll like. I'll be back after I try to talk some sense into Kellner."
"Hey!" I yelled after him. "Where's my pants?"
"Back in a few minutes," he tossed over his shoulder; "make yourself comfortable," and he left.