“It’s uh…Johnathon — right?”

The voice seems to cut through the silence of the second floor café, bringing the scientist’s focus from his usual routine to you. And all he can wonder is how elated he feels being recognized by something so simple as his name.

He struggles to respond, “…Oh! Y-Yes, yes that’s me! Johnathon; Johnathon Ohnn — or Dr. Ohnn if you’d prefer, I don’t really mind,” Johnathon was on the verge of rambling as you both take a curt step to the side, moving down the breakfast line with forest green trays adorned in bagels, milk, sausage, etc.

But he catches himself, a nervous snort of laughter bubbling in his throat before he coughs bit and apologizes for his actions. But you don’t seem to notice or care — in fact it amuses you. And you can’t help the light chuckle you let out.

“I was just curious; I recognized you from the paper posted on the news board downstairs. Congrats on the new collider project, by the way.” you went on to describe what exactly about his newly assigned project with Dr. Olivia Octavius impressed you. It was all such fascinating work, you didn’t understand how you hadn’t heard of him or his department before.

And while you both moved out of the line holding your trays, you continued to praise his work and ask questions while Johnathon almost felt faint from having 20 seconds more of conversation with another person aside from his family than usual.