A Supermagnet, A Doctor, and A Twin Walk Into A Bar

[iamnotpolaris]

Milliways. Oh, bless.
Dr. Xavier could have finished her shift, made it home, and buried her head in a pillow if she had to. But this is much easier.
"Hi, Bar, can I have a stimulant that won't interfere with my judgement or dexterity or anything like that?"

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[roc_on]

"Yeah, I wouldn't consider that the same thing at all. You're always making progress."

[iamnotpolaris]

"With teaching you're making progress too, it's just slower. And mostly the other person doing things."

[roc_on]

"Mm - I mean that's technically true but there are a lot of plateaus in which nothing is happening except the passage of time."

[iamnotpolaris]

"True."

[roc_on]

"So Bar, can you recommend me a lunch and some stuff on materials science and the other things you mentioned for me to copy?"

Of course. Would you like to try some isolate chicken? Things I make have never been part of a live animal.

"Ooh, sure, why not."

So Beila receives a chicken dinner and a book.

[iamnotpolaris]

"And I should probably head back to work soon, before I forget what I was doing before I came in." Emily takes her pill and gulps down the water. "Thanks, Bar, what do I owe you?"

[alicornucopia]

$3. A pleasure as always.

[iamnotpolaris]

She takes out a few bills. "Likewise. I'll see you later, I'm sure." And she leaves.