Primary Testing

FEELS!!!!!!

OH. MY. GAMSOT!!!! TELL ME EVERYTHING!!!!

Okay okay gimme a minute I wrote it down afterwards word for word so I could post it here eventually. Just gotta copy-paste!!!!

Our first meeting:

Me: Mr Mulholland, can I get your autograph?
Him: Oh, uh, one moment- I'm actually just looking for-
Me: Okay, Mr Mulholland!
Him: [Long pause. Then he just lights up.] So! Bobbie!
Me: Bertie...
Him: Bertie! You're a bright, promising young Gamasot employee!
Me: Yes, sir! Of course, sir! Wait, aren't we JCG n-
Him: Well, Bertie, what you've got to understand is that this company values young talent. And, just once in a while, someone seemingly inconsequential and tedious gets given a chance to shine. So, Bertie: would you like to shine?
Me: I would. I really would.
Him: I need you to take a highly confidential letter to Dr Jack Stapleton, in Capital. Do you think you can do that for me, Bertie?
Me: Of course, sir!

Like I said, Stapleton was basically just irritable about the glitter.

So then, a week or so later, after I get back to PT with Stapleton's response, I get to talk to LL AGAIN. After he read the letter he got really quiet, then an hour or so later he came over and somehow - don't really remember the conversation - we got talking about the holiday I had last year in India? But I remembered the last bit, and transcribed it:

Him: You know, Bertie, don't be embarrassed, but- I've heard you have a little trouble making friends.
Me: ...Yeah, I mean, a little...
Him: But, what you just told me- it's really fascinating! I've had a great time talking to you about it! India, huh? Lovely place for a roadtrip.
Me: Yeah! I mean, really? You think so?
Him: I do. An excellent conversational gambit, on the whole, and one you should use more often.
Me: Alright!
Him: Much more often.
Me: Uh...
Him: Actually, Bertie, you ought to know that there'll be consequences if you don't tell people all about our chat.
Me: Mr... Mulholland... sir?
Him: Tell me, Bertie, what's the worst possible thing that you can imagine happening? To you, specifically.
Me: [I don't really want to transcribe this. It was awful. He just kept... nodding. And I KEPT TALKING.]
Him: Oh, Bertie! That's- that's pretty adorable. See, the things we'll do to you... they are so much worse.
Me: I'll tell people! About India! I'll tell them all!
Him: Excellent. I like your attitude, Bertie. You'll do well around here.

And that was it. SUPER COOL RIGHT?

WAIT WAIT HAVE LORD LUCK AND LAURIE DISAPPEARED TO INDIA?