“Well,” Stan said hesitatingly. He glanced at the Boss, who was staring at him with the intensity of a cat about to pounce on a mouse. “Why would we need to go on this mission to capture the Ching when we’ve got this prototype here that does the same thing?” 

“Hey, yeah,” Freddy and Stan said, nodding in agreement. Joe walked absently over to the conference room door, staring at his personal phone. “Pizza should be here in five minutes, guys. Have you seen this new pizza tracker app? It’s amazing!” 

The Boss slammed the prototype down on the table and the room went silent. 

Chief stood up and nearly ran to the Boss’ side. He had to keep a lid on this situation or he’d spend the rest of his life at the Beijing Zoo. He pointed at the phone under the Boss’s hand and said, “Not only can this phone withstand the incredible forces of pressure, but it is the only phone of all the prototypes that is capable of time travel. The engineers of the LightYear app made sure there was one working prototype while they tried to duplicate the rest.” 

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