You hadn’t discussed pay yet, but whatever you get paid it would be better than nothing. And you’re not sure if you could forgive yourself if your mare had to cover the tab the next time you go out. However, you can’t shake the feeling that this was all part of some grand malicious scheme to milk you of knowledge…just like in those movies where humanity weaponizes everything, but this time with little ponies instead. Once you’ve made your rounds to nearly every cubicle, Dr. Waveguide pulls you aside.