Female: I've got us some good news. He's going to run out of test chambers eventually. I never stockpiled them.
Male: I'm coming, coming. Don't start yet. Don't start yet. You are not going to believe this. I found this sealed-off wing, hundreds, hundreds of perfectly good test chambers just sitting there, filled with skeletons, shook them out, good as new.
Female: Right. I guess I did stockpile some tests, just as mementos though.
Male: And there we go. To be honest, you can't even tell, can you? Seamless. Oh, disappointed.
Female: Oh no, it's happening sooner than I expected. I'm sure it will be fine.