The boy had been insistent--nay, belligerent--about his research skills, but for now the archaeologist was just content that his roommate hadn't also decided that Indy was just another screwball pretending to be a fictional character. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised that some of my life could easily be confused with fiction, even if they didn't embellish it. Sometimes even I can hardly believe the stuff that happens to me," he replied. He made a mental note: as soon as he got back, the first thing he was going to do was write an autobiography.

"That thought crossed my mind too," he added in response to Pierson's next statement. "We've already seen some evidence of that; they've been switching out the magazines in the staff lounge to make it look as though months are passing outside over the course of a few days in here." The most diverse sample population in history and a brilliant attention to detail--you almost had to hand it to Landel. "Did you manage to learn anything interesting today?"