Lambert’s Analytical Precision
Professor Beer was carefully cutting a birthday cake for the department, trying to ensure every slice was perfectly equal. Lambert stood right next to the counter, sitting perfectly upright, tracking the knife's movement with absolute, unwavering intensity.
Vis laughed, nudging UV. "Look at Lambert's eyes. He is acting like a high-resolution photodiode detector."
UV nodded in agreement, smiling. "Exactly. He is evaluating that distribution curve down to the microliter."