[ Ema nearly drops the glass pipette she was using to schloop up some tap water, but manages to fumble it back into her hands, thank god. She heaves a sigh of relief before looking up at Eustace not unlike a dog caught eating something it shouldn't be. ]

This is lab equipment! It belongs in a lab!

[ She looks at her glorious (if sparse) spread of sciencethings both unhappily and with utmost conviction. ]

Listen. I hate to admit it, but my apartment isn't the most productive place for precise experimentation. I'm pretty sure there isn't a level surface in the entire building. And let's not even get into the lack of ventilation. Subpar safety standards kill, you know.

[ She straightens and plants her hands on her hips, looking around at the lab. ]

But this! It's spacious! It's clean! It's utterly magnificent! It begs to be filled... with science!