Yes I mean Luke, and I'm sure you didn't mean any harm but look...You're a kid so I'll explain this as plainly as I can alright?
Your workshop is part of my lab which is part of my life's work. Everything I do, everything that means anything to me is somehow connected to that lab. People hire me to build them weapons, Bly. They hire me to keep their secrets. If anyone found out about this I could be sued from here to eternity. You know all those background checks I made you do? All those security measures I have in place, the clearance levels required to get into that lab...You are one of THREE people who has access to that place. Preston, myself, and you.
Your friend is the son of one of my competitors, don't get me wrong the last thing I think is that Brandon would be stupid enough to send him in as some kind of ridiculous tiny tot spy. But do you understand how it LOOKS, Bly? Why it LOOKS really really bad? The last thing I need or want is their current situation falling into my lap because someone sees the wrong thing.
As for someone just popping in, yeah. She popped in, grabbed your friend and left. Which is what worries me. It really really really worries me. The clip is attached.
I'm sure you are sorry. Just don't go to the lab for a while, work in the office, if you need research space share with the techs downstairs for a while. If you simply HAVE to have access to the lab I'll go with you.
I am sympathetic to the situation your friend must find himself in, what with everything splashed all over the place. But my lab is not your pizza and Xbox party palace, kid. You need a place to hang, I can find you a place to hang. Use better judgment. I know, that's rich coming from me, but seriously...This is bad.