Way to scare the living daylights out of him, Bill. Doc jumps back in alarm, prepared to call for help if required.
"I'll call for help! I'm sure you can sue my workplace for damages somehow---there's not any money to my name, unfortunately, but they'll fire me and you'll be on your way..."
His apologies trail off, and he tenses just a little. Those blueprints are important secrets. And unfortunately it looks like the man with the glass eye is sharp enough to glean information from them.
"Those are mere pie in the sky dreams," he denies, pulling that old brown coat more tightly around himself. "Ramblings of a lunatic, nothing more. But are you sure you're all right?"
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"I'll call for help! I'm sure you can sue my workplace for damages somehow---there's not any money to my name, unfortunately, but they'll fire me and you'll be on your way..."
His apologies trail off, and he tenses just a little. Those blueprints are important secrets. And unfortunately it looks like the man with the glass eye is sharp enough to glean information from them.
"Those are mere pie in the sky dreams," he denies, pulling that old brown coat more tightly around himself. "Ramblings of a lunatic, nothing more. But are you sure you're all right?"