He held his hands pressed together, resting them on his lips. "One thing I'm sure of, is that if the wormhole works, which theoretically is still possible, it's going to be a one-way gate. I can't control its destination, I won't be able to reverse it. And, if I'm really honest with you, I don't think I deserve to end up floating in space somewhere. Which means that whichever nutjob is going to make it work", he pointed his thumbs towards himself, "has to make sure I don't end up in that tunnel. Now all I need to find out is how to create a wormhole so that it can swallow up the pieces, instantly suck it up and close so its suction doesn't swallow up me or Earth, for that matter, and then establish how I'm going to do it all", he drummed on the table, "in space!" He accompanied that reveal with dramatic jazz hands.

"Before all the exciting stuff happens, I'll have to travel to Geneva tofully understand the Large Hadron Collider and understand the similaritiesbetween that and what I'm trying to achieve. I could lie and say I won'tunderstand a single thing of what I'll discover there, but this old thing", hetapped his index finger on his temple, "is slowly getting a grasp of things.Only took me like, eighty-five years. And I haven't really gotten started yet."He stood up and reached for the camera. As he was about to turn it off, a smileappeared on his face. "Come to think of it, I've been in space and never eventraveled to Europe! Strange, right? It's... it's weird how things turned out tobe, if you ask me. Really, really weird." He shrugged. "Weird is okay. Let'slearn about wormholes and then make one."He turned off the camera, grabbed his things and walked out of the office. "Don'tworry, I'll be home at six!" he yelled, the door falling shut behind him.