<blockquote>This is highly irregular, thinks the lab table as lcjsheppard unbuckles dmrmckay's pants and shoves him against its surface. The lights running up its legs flash in irritation but neither of the humans notice.
I am a finely calibrated instrument! I could calculate your mass within a zeptolark! I've won awards, many many --
Dmrmckay's squishy bits press against the table top.
Ew.</blockquote>
