“Jerry, come over here a second.”
After a grunt of irritation at being interrupted and a minute or two of paper shifting to make it quite clear that he was indeed busy, Jerry walked across the lab.
“What is it?” he said in a petulant voice.
Alan chose to ignore Jerry’s belligerence.
“Just look down the microscope will you?” he said, trying to keep his voice calm.
“Is this yeast?” asked Jerry, the belligerence in his voice replaced with curiosity and an edge of something else.
“Oh shit man, what the hell have you done?”
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