Greg wandered into lab looking for Wendy. She should have his results by now, he thought to himself. He couldn't help but check his hair in the glass as he walked past. To be honest Wendy always made him a little nervous, brought out the teenage boy in him. He wasn't really sure why. He pushed open the door and walked over to Wendy, placing his hands on the back of her chair and leaning over her. "You got anything for me?"