"What kind of-" She closes her eyes and mentally counts to a million. Less than a second later, she opens them again. "Nevermind." She just picks up the briefcase and pops it on the bed. It seems healthier than just handing it to Wash. Overall, it seems clean, but there are suspicious smudges and-

She glances away, deciding she doesn't want to peek in between the buttons. That way lies madness.

"I'd had a theory for a while that Jorgmund was putting libido suppressants into the food, but between our more amorous couples, Dan, and this mess, I think someone must have been adding the reverse." Maybe as a control group? Who knew? Jorgmund had to keep the population up somehow, she supposed, and the New Hires probably had superior genes, what with the super powers and all. "If any of us ever earns the dubious privilege of staying here, I'll have to book a deep clean in Janitorial's computers first."