Underground base small park.
Dozens of researchers in white lab coats were gathered around a small plaza, pointing and discussing the artifacts piled up beside the fountain.
A researcher with disheveled hair yawned and, scratching his bird's nest-like hairdo, complained, "What's all this about? We were busy all day yesterday, and now they won't even let us get a good night's sleep."
His colleague nudged towards the artifacts and said, "It's all because of this fuss."
Forcing his eyes open, the researcher with the bird's nest hair looked at the pile of quaint artifacts with a pained expression and lamented, "You've got to be kidding me, they aren't really going to make us do that dance, are they?"
"Oh, stop it," his colleague said, hand on forehead. "Just thinking about it gives me a headache, I haven't done any exercise since graduating from elementary school."
