You know, you're probably right, eheh... it's a good thing there was some departmental oversight! I don't think anybody's going to be missing this particular one.
But listen. Both of you! As fond as I am of cheesy physical metaphors, this whole little exercise actually means something! [He's hopped up onto the "chair", standing triumphantly on the cushion, and balancing himself as the unfortunate piece of furniture starts to split.]
One: there's no room for egos in the Olympiad! [Pointing directly at Ezreal.] Science isn't about "winning" as much as it is about knowledge! Sure, this whole thing may have a veneer of competition, but you cannot forget where your principles lie!
Two: this was a test of your critical thinking as much as it was your investigative abilities! [Pointing directly at Lux.] If you really thought I was going to give you dangerous, possibly fatal chemicals to play with, you'd be dead wrong! The Olympiad administration is probably going to give you curveballs like this just to keep you on your toes, and you need to be ready for them!
Three: if you really wanted a chair that badly, you could have just asked! [Ziggs hops off of the ruined roller chair, letting it fall apart as he scurries back into the hallway... then rolls in an identical specimen. Not sawed in half.] But if I catch you bickering about who should have control over it, then there'll be... consequences.
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But listen. Both of you! As fond as I am of cheesy physical metaphors, this whole little exercise actually means something! [He's hopped up onto the "chair", standing triumphantly on the cushion, and balancing himself as the unfortunate piece of furniture starts to split.]
One: there's no room for egos in the Olympiad! [Pointing directly at Ezreal.] Science isn't about "winning" as much as it is about knowledge! Sure, this whole thing may have a veneer of competition, but you cannot forget where your principles lie!
Two: this was a test of your critical thinking as much as it was your investigative abilities! [Pointing directly at Lux.] If you really thought I was going to give you dangerous, possibly fatal chemicals to play with, you'd be dead wrong! The Olympiad administration is probably going to give you curveballs like this just to keep you on your toes, and you need to be ready for them!
Three: if you really wanted a chair that badly, you could have just asked! [Ziggs hops off of the ruined roller chair, letting it fall apart as he scurries back into the hallway... then rolls in an identical specimen. Not sawed in half.] But if I catch you bickering about who should have control over it, then there'll be... consequences.
Do I make myself clear?