-meone must have lost their phone. I'll hand it in to J.B. once I'm finished, he can stick it in lost property.
[quietly singing nonsense to himself as he moves around for a few minutes, trying to complete yet another inventory]
I dunno what exhibition all these things are for, but whoever ordered them is going to be in trouble. None of them have barcodes... Huh. Where did the rest of the hippos get to? They were... They were just here, I know they were. Oh, shit, Donna's gonna murder me if I've lost all the Tawerets...Wait, no. Where did
I get to? This isn't the stock room...