"Ah, Scott," Hank called from where he was turning around in an eronomically correct chair (he already knew that was Emma's idea so that he wouldn't be hunched over the bright, shiny, full bells and whistles Macbook!). The lab had certainly underwent a makeover! The stainless steel tables were still there, and Hank's giant, oversized labcoats, but the equipment itself was futuristic even in 2011. The lab also held two computers, one that Hank used and then one that was constantly running a series of experiments and regressions with so many variables that he would never have time to run them all in a hundred years. This with it constantly calculating, 24/7, meant it would only need to spit out the results for Hank to have answers.
He stood up and hung up said labcoat on a hook. "I figured everyone would come down eventually, and realistically, there's only a handful of people who would be interested and not bored out of their crainums."