"I'll call Bjorn right now," Dylan said, standing up and pulling out his cell phone. "He'll be able to unlock the document without problem, or he'll get someone from his team of experts to do it."
"M-hm", Karen responded.
"His team of experts, or his alien friend which 'abducted' him on Christmas Eve?" She scoffed; Dylan put the phone away again and heaved a sigh.
"l know Bjorn may sound absurd at times, but he's an outstanding scientist, he won't make up a thing like that, plus maybe at this point his 'alien friend' is all we have."
"That's fine with me, as long as she doesn't mess with our marriage like she's done with the Beakers'".
"Karen, please, those are only Gundrun's inventions."
"l know Bjorn may sound absurd at times, but he's an outstanding scientist, he won't make up a thing like that, plus maybe at this point his 'alien friend' is all we have."
"That's fine with me, as long as she doesn't mess with our marriage like she's done with the Beakers'".
"Karen, please, those are only Gundrun's inventions."
"They're not inventions, Gundrun saw her from her window once, arriving to their house late at night in some sort of spaceship".
"Nah, she must have been just one of Bjorn's scientific colleagues, testing some newly developed artifact. But Gundrun is always seeing things where there aren't any."
"Sure she is. It's with this type of fantasies that she has attracted thousands of followers to her social media."
"These aren't fantasies Dyl, or a story for social media".
"Gundrun has seen that alien woman with her own eyes, shamelessly flirting with Bjorn; and he didn't seem to dislike her at all!"
"Bullshit. If that was true, Bjorn would have told me."
"Gund has no reason to lie".
"And Bjorn definitely must have told you about her and the 'abduction', dirty details and all. But being your best friend, you're sure to cover up for him".
"Karen..."
"No, seriously, I don't care what Bjorn does with his life, but you - you better watch out for her. That woman is dangerous; she seems to have put a spell on him or something.".
"A spell?" Dylan tried hard not to laugh. "See, I don't know if I'll ever meet this 'alien' girl. Heck, I don't even think she exists at all. And I'm not at the age for such affairs anyway."
"I think you're exactly at that age."
"Yeah, well, enough gossip," Dylan cut in with a sigh. "Better tell me, did you check Robin's DNA?"
Karen exhaled a sigh too. "Yes, that's precisely what I wanted to talk to you about, I already have a result".
"And?"
"Well, I was a bit confused with my findings until I came in here. Now I've confirmed my suspicions."
"Suspicions? What suspicions? Come on, K, speak up already."
Credit where credit is due: The Beaker's house is Colby Residence by CarlDyllinson at MTS.
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