There was a trail of pink sequins, and glitter. Someone or something had left a trail of what turned out to be the CEO's private stash of double chocolate delight cookie crumbs. And the newest release toy "Magic Unicorn Purple Princess" was missing. -- Anon Guest
Allie, chief of R&D turned to the alleged genius who was working on the project. "Thorpe... was it supposed to do that?"
Thorpe was still staring at the trail and running math on how much trouble he was currently in. He was currently working on a more accurate estimation than 'loads'. "Uuuuuhhhh," he said.
"I'll take that as a 'no'," sighed Allie, attempting to pinch away a headache at the bridge of her nose. "Most important things first. The replacement cookies are coming out of your paycheque. And you're paying for a really big box of those seashell hazelnut pralines by way of an apology. That's later. For now, we're hunting this thing down and figuring out what the hell is going on; and by 'we', I mean 'you'. I might help if you have something approaching a theory."