MAXINE, thinking: Late. Only way to make a dramatic entrance into your own lab, I guess.
MAXINE, checking out one of the active sets of notes on the corkboard, still thinking: What is the old wretch up to here anyway?
DR. CLEMTON: Max! I'm so glad you finally came to see me!
MAXINE, still looking at the notes: Couldn't exactly refuse, could I?
DR. CLEMTON, unphased and excited: You always have before. How would you like to escape the net?
MAXINE, looking dubious: Who says I haven't?
DR. CLEMTON: My scanner. Besides, we both know you wouldn't be here if you had.