a guy in a white lab coat spun round, ''ahh...thanks...quiet the trickster that one...gone through three scientic's and a anthro guard dog on the way out...don't know why he went...we treated him well enough...oh well, heres you reward...5 grand, as we agreed,'' he placed a bag of money on the table. ''take that slime to the holding pen...''<br/><br/>pius made a muffled, 'muuuummm', in protest.