Room 313 [late afternoon]

[like_a_sponge]

Greg? Had not had a good morning. At all.

But a good way to take care of that was by working. So he had set up his microscope and was carefully peering through it at the short, dark hair he had been given a few weeks ago.

The door was cracked open, though, in spite of how absorbed he may have seemed.

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[x5_alec]

Alec, hearing music through a not-quite-closed door, knocked and pushed it open a little further, peeking inside. "Hey, neighbor."

[like_a_sponge]

Greg glanced up. "Hey, neighbor who has been thankfully less loud lately. And that was a lot of alliteration."

[x5_alec]

He smirked, leaning against the door frame. "Never let it be said I don't know how to be considerate - especially when circumstances allow."

[like_a_sponge]

"Right," Greg said, looking back through the microscope. "So, how go thingies?"

[x5_alec]

"Not bad," Alec said, watching him. "Trips to alien planets, Dean going invisible, and Space Battles is a crappy movie. What about you?"

[like_a_sponge]

"Shirley Temples aren't alcoholic, John has an alarming amount of makeup, and I think I broke up with my girlfriend earlier," Greg said succinctly. "Also, Jarod has interesting hair."

[x5_alec]

Alec sifted through that a moment, then nodded. "Sorry to hear about Isabel. And he does. Jarod, I mean. Maybe you need that when you work at a whorehouse."

[like_a_sponge]

"I don't think it came from the whores," Greg decided. "It's not, like, herpes hair or something."

Greg didn't even know what that meant.

[x5_alec]

"What kind of hair is it then?" Alec asked, cocking his head.

[like_a_sponge]

"He has an irregularity," Greg said, shaking his head a little. "I'm not sure what it means. But it's not normal hair."

He moved back a little, and gestured. "Want to see?"

[x5_alec]

Alec looked surprised a moment, then moved into the room and leaned over Greg's shoulder to peek.

Straightening, he frowned a little. "It's not quite right, yeah. Not like mine, say, but sort of... indicative of something genetic, maybe?"

[like_a_sponge]

Greg shrugged. "I've never seen that, exactly. So yeah, probably some kind of genetic indication but I have no idea what it means."

[x5_alec]

"He ask you to look at it?" Alec took another look, frowning as he peered into the microscope.

[like_a_sponge]

"Yep!" Greg said. "On the camping trip. I kinda forgot about it until recently since...camping and falling in water and ball pits and stuff."

[x5_alec]

"Where were you camping?" Alec asked, confused a moment. "I didn't think nature had ball pits come standard."

[like_a_sponge]

"West Virginia. The ball pit was in a restaurant," Greg clarified, amazingly not really clearing anything up.