Sarah contemplated what little options there were, she really started to miss the frog. It was simple. She didn't want to consign herself to either miserable existence, although being told to think of the company gave her an idea.<br/>Trying to make her voice carry like she did in the frog she exclaimed "Look I don't really want to die again today...If I did, I could jump." she sighed trying to muster herself and say "Besides, either way you said it, The company's going to have to shell out big chunks of money for death expenses, and who are they going to drop that paperwork on? You, the woman I'll bet they refuse to pay over her LIFTETIME a portion of what that machine costs. Plus when word gets out your machine failed, what're people going to say? Is some desperate grad student ever going to show up at your door again to risk their lives on a machine that DOESNT work. and who'll they dump handling that PR disaster on? You, the person who does all the real work. I can tell they treat you like garbage...perhaps we can work together on this?" she grumbled, it was weak, but words were literally all she had.<br/><br/>((don't know what you're planning, but I'm game for any outcome really))