Dr. Tarington wolfed down the meal without any apparent thought or delicacy, choking down the food quickly.  She seemed to enjoy it enough, but mostly, she was just filling her gullet.  "That's an interesting way of looking at things."  The doctor noted to Elohim, watching her eat.  "I'll certainly make the vivisection a lot less interesting."  She said between gulps of soda, her wild laughter afterwards suggesting that she wasn't serious... hopefully.<br/><br/>The car reached the abandoned warehouse that served as the laboratory of the Cherion Group in Seattle.  From the time they had pulled up to the church to their arrival, 45 minutes had elapsed.  "This is where you'll be living for the next couple of weeks."  Dr. Tarington said, taking Elohim by the hand as she led the machine out of the car.  "I'm sure you'd like a shower.  You take showers, right?"  She asked with a smile, beckoning Ennea to be on hand in case the target decided to make a run for it.  "We can loan you some of Ben's clothes to wear, and get that... costume you're wearing dry cleaned.  Dr. Tarington said, her urge to at least wash her hands becoming overwhelming.<br/><br/>"I'll file the paperwork."  Dr. Ying said, taking the rather lame excuse to get away from Dr. Tarington.  Meanwhile, Ben sat in the car, seemingly lost in thought as he watched Dr. Tarington lead Elohim.