"But we the world should trust you two: a guy who injected himself to prove he knew better, and didn't, and the guy who filled youtube with plenty of shots of his own ass post-wacky plans," Bobbi pointed out. She rubbed her forehead to stop the headache before waving her arms at the stone. "Pump the damn brakes and do the due diligence first, you two! If it's older than balls, then someone has records on it and can tell us if it, I don't know, turns anyone in reach into mutated spam scramble when working. What makes you think my brain scan is going to help with anything besides yelling at you two?"