[ Smirking, Tony glances to the side, away from the screen. ]
Hey. Dummy. Bring U2 here a second.
[ He's still smirking when he looks back at the console. ]
Don't ask me which is the front and which is the back. I don't think anyone knows.
[ A moment later, a robotic arm enters the camera's view, nearly hitting Tony in the face with a ball of brown fur roughly the size of a large grapefruit. Shooting the robot a dirty look, Tony takes the trilling thing and holds it out to the console so Gene can get a better look. ]
This is a tribble. Want one? I've got like ten of the things.
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Hey. Dummy. Bring U2 here a second.
[ He's still smirking when he looks back at the console. ]
Don't ask me which is the front and which is the back. I don't think anyone knows.
[ A moment later, a robotic arm enters the camera's view, nearly hitting Tony in the face with a ball of brown fur roughly the size of a large grapefruit. Shooting the robot a dirty look, Tony takes the trilling thing and holds it out to the console so Gene can get a better look. ]
This is a tribble. Want one? I've got like ten of the things.