[for Hank; set 11.21.11]
Nick knew that he'd been woefully remiss in introducing himself to the new arrivals in the lab. But things happened, like life and projects and island hijinx like toys come to life in a murderous rampage.
Besides, lab workers and scientists were, well, predictable: leave them alone to work on their projects, and they'll be as happy as can be. Interrupt them for small talk and they are usually very displeased. Nick knew how that was; all he had to do was think about Vegas, and the lab, and Hodges' unique talent for being an irritating over-sharer in the most dire of situations.
But the chatty Texan in him couldn't possibly exist like that, just ignoring everyone else, so when he came into the lab one morning and saw one of the newer arrivals there, he figured he'd take his chances and head on over.
"Good morning," he said, approaching the young man. "Don't think we've met yet. I'm Nick Stokes, Council rep for the lab."
Besides, lab workers and scientists were, well, predictable: leave them alone to work on their projects, and they'll be as happy as can be. Interrupt them for small talk and they are usually very displeased. Nick knew how that was; all he had to do was think about Vegas, and the lab, and Hodges' unique talent for being an irritating over-sharer in the most dire of situations.
But the chatty Texan in him couldn't possibly exist like that, just ignoring everyone else, so when he came into the lab one morning and saw one of the newer arrivals there, he figured he'd take his chances and head on over.
"Good morning," he said, approaching the young man. "Don't think we've met yet. I'm Nick Stokes, Council rep for the lab."