"Keynote speakers.  You got the memo, right?"  Doctor Morris laughs and shakes his head, pausing just long enough to shuck the lab coat before wheeling Linwood outside.<br/><br/>"Okay, here we are.  Ethan, Linwood.  Linwood, Ethan.  Now let's get to the hotel.  I'm dying to watch some of those decrepit old she-walruses have an apoplectic fit at my tattoos."