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[Rex is back, only this time his creepiness is offset by the fact that he's currently cradling a... hairless sphynx cat in his arms. Somebody's found himself a soulmate! He's idly rubbing its belly with one gloved hand, and the cat looks at the communication device with its wrinkly, scowly face, as if to say "You got a problem with this?" Rex's eyes are red-rimmed and a bit watery, thanks to, WHOOPS, A CAT ALLERGY. It turns out sphynx cats aren't hypoallergenic.]

I still don't believe there's anything magical about this. With the right stimuli, people can be compelled to do anything.

[Hmph. As if on cue, he cuddles the cat even more. Ughhh, this disgusts him.]

Anyway. The reason for this transmission is... I'm in need of a job. I'm a scientist-- an engineer by trade. I have a PhD in Biomedical Engineering and-- [The cat bats at his wig. He scowls and swats its paw, causing the cat to play-bat at his hand and snag its claws on his glove. WHY CAN'T HE STOP HUGGING IT.] a degree in computer programming. I've also provided my share of medical services. [Both in the army and, uh, to his... human test subjects.] As you can imagine, such versatility has given me a wide range of experiences that would suit any employer well. A full resume can be provided upon request.

If there are any openings for jobs in the sciences, I'd be most grateful if you let me knew.

[The cat yowls and Rex shoots it a scowl.]

I hate cats...