Albert nodded, "I think I can manage finding a weapon, anything can be one with enough imagination." he said this easily. "A couple of hours..." he said, he was already working on a plan of some sort. He wanted out.

"Perhaps we could get a clock if we behave." by behave he meant lie through his teeth. He looked up at the Doctors again, his distrust obvious. "Perhaps they don't sometimes the lower ranking agents just don't care as long as they get their paychecks."