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[king_ofcups]

He'd found a lab coat of his own, two... three days -- weeks, perhaps? -- ago, which came quite in handy, when at such a great risk of splattering his favorite sweater in coagulated blood. On the lab table, there was a irregular mass, lumpy and gray. Quite a prime example of a malignant, metastatic tumor, textbook, really, which was both

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[floozyfacade]

Olive stared directly at the cow in question for several long seconds before she nodded. "I'm pretty sure there is, yes," she said. It certainly wasn't what she'd expected to find in the lab, but then, who really knew in a place like this? That probably wasn't as strange as it got. "I mean, unless I'm just crazy, but if I haven't cracked before now, I really don't think I just did. Is there a reason there's a cow in here?"

[king_ofcups]

"My dear, of the two of us, I can assure you that you are not the crazy one," he said with a tiny, playfully knowing upturn of his lips.

"If there is a reason, I couldn't tell you what it might be. Well, other than that she belongs to me, of course."

[floozyfacade]

Olive considered that for a moment, then nodded to the side. It was hardly the strangest thing she'd encountered here, although the polka dots meant the cow gave a lot of other things a run for their money. As for Walter himself, if he was crazy, he also seemed pretty harmless, so she wasn't about to judge. "And she kinda just popped up?" she asked. "I've heard about that. Did you paint your cow, Walter?"

[king_ofcups]

"Not that I recall. I suppose anything's possible," he admitted cheerfully, quite pleased by this little mystery, inconsequential though it may have been.

Peeling off his gloves and heading toward the sink for a quick wash, he said, "I'm not convinced it's paint. I believe she's been genetically modified."

[floozyfacade]

"Really?" Olive gave a little hum, heading closer to try and get a look, although there was only so close she wanted to get to a strange cow, since she wasn't quite sure what the protocol was for dealing with such an animal. She tried holding her hand out, cautious. "I didn't know that was even a thing. At least, not with the colored spots. She looks like something out of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory."

[king_ofcups]

"She does, doesn't she," he said, drying off his hands and heading over to Gene for a proper inspection.

"I was always quite fond of that film," he said, running his hand over Gene's shoulder, "Though, I find my enjoyment of it exponentially greater after a small dose of hallucinogenic mushrooms." He paused. "Or a large dose."

[floozyfacade]

Olive glanced over with a laugh, almost not believing him. But then, it didn't really seem that strange after a second, not from him. Carefully, she ran a hand down the cow's nose. "Wow," she said. "That sounds... a little terrifying, actually, it always seemed like just watching it was close enough to the experience without actually indulging. Does she have a name?"