Re: quicklog: connie/ben
[She nodded in approval. Being over prepared was better than under- under usually resulted in some kind of accident or an experiment that could have been just right if they remembered to bring that one thingamajig. Connie opened the door for him and stepped inside, grabbing her own goggles to begin having science.
The lab was a long room that was two stories high, connected by a metal staircase. Below were the "relics", her father's original time machines in all their colossal glory. They essentially looked like big computers, the kind that needed its own room in the 60's and how it transported people through time seemed like a mystery all to itself. Upstairs were crystal samples. A whole line of them growing under bell glass, mostly blue but some varying in color.
There was a white board in the back, a work station and assorted candy imported from Japan.] First, tell me what you've been working on.