"Professor Methos." Janet snickers. "So good of you to join us again." She hands him a couple of the completed forms. "I've initialed the ones that I've reviewed personally. You can issue the cards as you see fit."
She grabs a form from someone at the front of the line and scans it over briefly. "Your name is not 'Dark Lord of the Sith,'" she says scathingly, tearing his form in half and handing him a blank one. "Back of the line."
"Now," says Janet to Professor Methos. "Let's talk about rights and responsibilities of a library assistant--and how much pay you'll authorize. You have no objections to my shooting people in self-defense, I hope?" She smiles serenely at his alarmed look. "It's a stun weapon. I prefer to uphold the Hippocratic Oath."
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She grabs a form from someone at the front of the line and scans it over briefly. "Your name is not 'Dark Lord of the Sith,'" she says scathingly, tearing his form in half and handing him a blank one. "Back of the line."
"Now," says Janet to Professor Methos. "Let's talk about rights and responsibilities of a library assistant--and how much pay you'll authorize. You have no objections to my shooting people in self-defense, I hope?" She smiles serenely at his alarmed look. "It's a stun weapon. I prefer to uphold the Hippocratic Oath."