Takara smiled as her fellow assistant buried himself in work again.  She spun her chair back around towards the lab's real genius.<span style="color: Navy"><b>  "Morning sleepyhead.  You know if you drink that much tar-coffee you're going to start building up a tolerance and before you know it you'll be addicted."</b></span>The kitsune looked over Meguri's shoulder at the data she was processing.  It was way over her head, but fascinating to watch none the less.  Even if it was just to be included in the influential woman's work.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>