It was finally finished. The last computer was hooked up and his
office was complete. If he had to stay here, he'd stay in relative comfort, thank you very much. Not too warm, not too cold. Plenty of coffee and powerbars. And computers. Many, many computers. It wasn't good as a direct connection to the Atlantis mainframe, but it would have to do.
It was perfect and he bounced as he realized that he'd have an entire office to himself. No other scientists coming in and asking for something. He'd finally be able to get caught up on some work. Ten minutes later, his cheek started to mold around the keyboard and quiet snores could be heard from the hallway.Office of Dr. Rodney McKay - Tuesday Night