Samuel returns to the empty shop in Kichijoji, finishing his cleaning and lab setup. Now he can finally get some work done! Pidgey rests on a windowsill nearby, while his other Pokemon, having assisted in the cleanup, rest in their Pokeballs.
After measuring the circumference of his picked fruit many, many times, he finally gets his result to settle down. Along with his fruit, he has a beaker of water nearby, and is scribbling away at a pencil and paper. At the sound of the door opening, and footsteps behind him, he calls out without looking up:
"Do you think 22/7 is a close enough approximation for pi? I don't have a calculator, and it's closer and easier to use than 3.14. I am not using three." He wrinkles his nose and sticks out his tongue slightly at the thought, though his guest won't be able to see it with his back to them; what does he look like, an engineer? He turns around with the fruit in his hand to see who's paid him a visit. "Who knows what kind of non-Euclidean nightmare this world will turn into if it thinks pi is three?"
Scientific Method (Kichijoji again)
After measuring the circumference of his picked fruit many, many times, he finally gets his result to settle down. Along with his fruit, he has a beaker of water nearby, and is scribbling away at a pencil and paper. At the sound of the door opening, and footsteps behind him, he calls out without looking up:
"Do you think 22/7 is a close enough approximation for pi? I don't have a calculator, and it's closer and easier to use than 3.14. I am not using three." He wrinkles his nose and sticks out his tongue slightly at the thought, though his guest won't be able to see it with his back to them; what does he look like, an engineer? He turns around with the fruit in his hand to see who's paid him a visit. "Who knows what kind of non-Euclidean nightmare this world will turn into if it thinks pi is three?"