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If the ghosts don't need sleep why should you? Besides you haven't sleep well a week anyway, If you'd even qualify a couple hours as sleep. The gang and you have been hunting down this particular Spector for the past week and Every time you've gotten close it's its foul translucent self just slips through your fingers.
Also meaning: no one gets paid.
And For the few minutes since you've been awake it's already been a rough morning. You stubbed your toe on the way to the shower, found out there was no toothpaste left, and not to mention just everyone generally being in a shit mood for not being paid in a hot minute.
So deciding to just not want to deal with anyone yet you head across the hall to grab a coffee from the kitchen. You grab two mugs from the cabinet, one for you and one for Janine. You grab your favorite mug for yourself, For the holidays you got matching mugs with Egon. He apparently has absolutely no desire for earth bound objects so it's incredibly hard to find him any gifts. So it was just easier to give him something useful like a mug with a dumb science pun on it. saying, "Why can you not trust atoms? Because they make everything up". When he opened it he gave it small chuckle and had coffee in it the next morning so I say it was a success.
With the Coffee already half drunken you were ready for a day of fatigued thoughts fueled by cafine and pure adrenaline. Like a true Ghostbuster.
You Haphazardly headed down the crooked fire-house stairs to see Janine in her usual spot, by her desk taking a phonecall. Usually you would sit and chat with her in the mornings but she seemed busy today. I guess Saturdays are prime time for ghost business, but we'll just deal with whatever she's getting a call about later, you thought.
She looks up and you give her a nod instead placing your own coffee down and hand over the coffee you brewed earlier. She gratefully took It with the phone in her other hand talking about some 25% weekend deal and something you were just to tired to understand right now.
You had seen no one else so far today so you decided to just head over to Egons lab since you knew he barely left there anyway. Especially not now, not when his tech hasn't been able to catch something "as simple as a ghost."
Walking in you now realize that maybe this wasn't such a great idea since he's probably also busy with work. while your over here just waking up and out of toothpaste he might be actually working on something that could crack your pesky ghost case. But that thought doesn't doesn't fully register until you've already fully walked in and brought his attention to you. To late I guess.
You hear a "morning" coming from the tall man in the corner, surrounded by framed PhD certificates and tools you weren't qualified enough to know. He now looked up from the scattered papers on his desk and gave you faint smile. It seems it wasn't just you who had been worked up from the this case, the man's hair was more ruffled then usual and he had bags under his eyes showing he probably got even less sleep then you did, Which is saying something. You also gave a slight smile and a "morning E" in return and sat down at one of his desks least covered with half made tech and design papers.
He was already a fairly attractive man but seeing him so disheveled when he was usually so put together was doing it for you more then you wanted it to. Before you let these thoughts get any deeper then you already let them you decided to fill the air a bit. "Make any headway?" you asked.
He furrowed his eyebrows together and said, "Yes but not on the right physical subjects yet. Our particular entity here is somehow different then the others. so when I tested on the ones we already had captive it wasn't going to have the same effect it would on our friend here."
It was obvious he had been reveling on about this to himself for a while now. He continued, "so I used a liquid formula that would keep just this specific one in containment long enough to get in the trap. The energy that was fed into this entity by these specific locations has given it more human traits then the regular ghouls we have so the formula also contains the basic human nueron needs."
You were starting to loose where he was going with this at eight in the morning but now you were invested so he continued, "along with the regular mechanisms we use to catch the usual ghosts I added estrogen which seems to work. But time will tell until we bump until the entity again."
You saw the tired still in his eyes, "You seen pretty exhausted but this why don't you take a break for a bit?." Still a bit exhausted yourself you instinctively chugged the rest of your coffee from your matching mug next to you. Just when you were thinking how odd your coffee now tastes Egons eyes panickaly widened from behind his circular glasses.
Now worried too you asked "what's wrong? you alright?"
"Was that your mug?" He asked
"Yes?" You thought it was yours but now thinking on it, you vaguely remember leaving your mug on Janine's desk as you went to greet her good a morning.
"Egon. What was in this mug?"
He was looking you dead on now
"The formula to our ghost problem."