Area 51. Underground Laboratory.
Dr. Arthur Volkom. Gin LeBlanche: Authorized Access.
A heavy, airtight metal door creaks as it rises, unveiling a research laboratory sprawling like an entire city block. Scientists in white coats rush about, deeply immersed in their tasks.
«I can't wait. Show me the results of Project D1,» says Gin, his tone as lifeless as a flatline on a heart monitor.
«I can tell. Your enthusiasm is almost overwhelming,» replies Dr. Volkom, his sarcasm so blatant it's almost comedic. «Subject 1.D1 is waiting for us. He's a bit… gruff. Let's not keep him waiting.»
«Ah, fantastic. You two will get along great, then…» Gin remarks with a faint smirk, subtly alluding to Volkom's chronic tardiness, a trademark of the doctor.