would you? would you, though? --- THE MIXER IS DIMLY LIT. You're dressed to the nines cause some fancy pants scientist has made a brand new discovery. You're talking with all sorts of intelligent folk and here he comes: Dr. James Neutron. He's grown, barely, and he has his fiance, Cindy, on his arm. They part - she to get cocktails and he . . . Well, he heads straight for you. He winks suggestively, looking you up and down and the crowd disappears. He leans in and whispers, "Gotta blast?"