At this glance, she realized that Hank Clegg was staring at her, too.
Inspecting her with a profound gaze.
"You guys rest well; we are heading off first," Hank Clegg said, draping an arm around Victoria's shoulder.
Then, with a somewhat forceful posture, he pulled Victoria Talkington away.
"I wanted to chat with Lemon a bit more," Victoria protested, "Can't you let me have some time with my girlfriends?"
"So you've completely forgotten about the crisis at the Foundation?" asked Hank Clegg.
Victoria paused, looking worried: "Is it getting worse?"
Hank Clegg dragged Victoria along: "Yes, but..."
As he said this, he had already kicked open Mason Ross's office door.
"Mason Ross, do a check-up on Victoria Talkington," he commanded right off the bat.
Mason Ross, currently engrossed in something on his computer, lifted his head at the sound: "Check-up for what?"
"Check when she ovulates, when her egg is mature," Hank Clegg instructed.
