“You know I’m a Captain now, right? Why can’t you give me some respect? I still had to pass through that shitty entry mechanism. Don’t let anyone deceive you, you’re a real pervert”.
Ignoring the out-of-place question that the Professor asked on seeing him, Clark lashed out about the treatment that he had to pass through before getting here.
Professor M.H smiled. “Just a 3rd rank high-grade soldier and you see yourself as a bigshot already. Who are you when even the Commander has to bend to my will in my domain?”
“Wha, what? Even the Commander has to do that…, Uhm, that thing?” Clark stuttered, his face an expression of shock.
“Kid, this is my Monkey feet workshop, not some dueling arena or a battleground. In here, I make the rules”. The Professor smiled brighter on seeing the shocked expression on Clark’s face.
“Ok, let’s get to business. What brought you here?”