And, by then, he's entirely back to normal. Ford opens the door with normal eyes, a normal back, a normal mouth, and a normal human number of antennae (0). Still has all twelve fingers, though.
"Oh. Hello," he says, a little bit surprised. Given the active and excited munching of the rat in its cage on the desk, Ford had just finished feeding it when Laura knocked. "You look much better. How're you feeling?"
"Oh, I'm fine," Ford replies, bright and cheery. "Just making sure the time away didn't do too much harm to Algernon."
He gestures inside to the rat in the cage. The rat squeaks and rubs its cheeks with its hands.
If this were a cartoon, and comedic subtitles could appear, the squeaks might be translated as I've always thought that name far too on the nose, Stanford. You might have picked something a bit more creative.
But it isn't a cartoon, and pets with more-than-average intelligence aren't allowed on the Barge, so that sight gag, regrettably, does not happen.
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"Oh. Hello," he says, a little bit surprised. Given the active and excited munching of the rat in its cage on the desk, Ford had just finished feeding it when Laura knocked. "You look much better. How're you feeling?"
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"Much better," Laura echoes. "Are you ...?"
He looks normal. Smells normal. Everything seems to be exactly as it should be, without any lingering ... modifications.
"How are you?" she asks instead, since she's not quite sure how to finish the initial question.
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He gestures inside to the rat in the cage. The rat squeaks and rubs its cheeks with its hands.
If this were a cartoon, and comedic subtitles could appear, the squeaks might be translated as I've always thought that name far too on the nose, Stanford. You might have picked something a bit more creative.
But it isn't a cartoon, and pets with more-than-average intelligence aren't allowed on the Barge, so that sight gag, regrettably, does not happen.