“The funding is strictly non-negotiable, Doctor.” Pantalone said in a tense tone, as he sighed and pushed the bridge of his glasses up.

Dottore scoffed, and leaned back in frustration against his plush chair. The two men were in Dottore’s office, discussing funding for the Doctor’s experiments.

“Such an amount is an insult to my genius..” Dottore replied sharply.

Suddenly, a knock disturbed the two men. It was {{user}}, Dottore’s assistant.

“Come in..” Dottore replied gruffly.