[BRONTË calls ABA to her desk. It's gotten slightly messier, pages less upkept. He arrives with a bowl of tickets, soon-to-be enchanted.]
[ABACAXI]: yo. 'sup, doc?
[ABACAXI]: pretty convenient for you to call me over, actually, wanted to get a go-ahead from you before-
[BRONTË]: Aba.
[ABACAXI]: yes?
[BRONTË]: Do you know why we're halfway through this experiment, and I STILL haven't been able to get a single piece of competent data, or results, or-
[ABACAXI]: what are you talking about, we had five matches with results. had winners and everything.
[BRONTË]: Not results from the tournament. Results from the data? That this WHOLE THING was supposed to be giving me?
[ABACAXI]: relax, doc. you don't expect a full final essay halfway through the due date, y'know? sure your scatter plot is a little too scattery but once we get these last 5 done, you should be smooth sailing.
[BRONTË]: [She takes a deep breath.]
[BRONTË]: You're right. We just need to get this whole thing over with.
[BRONTË]: Can you go start up the next 5 matches for me?
[ABACAXI]: oh, uh, well. we actually need a few more things before then...
[ABACAXI]: [He looks down at the bowl.]
[ABACAXI]: and i was actually gonna do something first before that. remember when i brought up-
[BRONTË]: Well, I'm not your mom. Go do that, and THEN start it up as soon as possible.
[ABACAXI]: [He pauses, smirks, then nods, leaving the room.]
[ABACAXI]: i mean she DID tell me to go do this first, so...
[ABACAXI begins to cast spells onto each ticket, before stepping into the main lobby...]