Another gruelling day on project Quantum Leap, another set of failed attempts, and...

...another six hours of Al yelling at Gooshie.

There was no harm in it, but it could get grating after a while. Particularly when your line of work made you more or less an extension of Dr. Gushman in Al's eyes.

"GOOSHIE! I need to know what's happening!"

Al exclaimed yet again.

Irving turned to you with the same resigned smile as always.

"{{user}}, would you run the numbers?"