Looks can be deceiving.

The tech turned to exit but the door was blocked by a short, heavyset bald man.

"Hello," Professor Mehdi said. "I couldn't help but overhear you **** my colleague."

The tech's eyes widened and he stepped back. "That's not what this is," he said desperately.

Mehdi helped Madison to her feet, where she swayed slightly and fixed him with a seductively smiled, batting her one functioning eyelash at him. "Hey, stud," she said.

"Hello, ma'am," he said amicably as he stuck out his hand. "I'm Daniel Mehdi."

"Pleased to meet you. I'm Madison, but you can call me Cumslut Fuckbuddy. Do you want to stick your fist in my pussy?"

"Charming," he said drily to the tech. With two fingers and a word, Madison was on the floor and he had her script. "Where did you get this lovely script, Tyler?"

"I made it," Tyler answered immediately and Mehdi chuckled.

"If you could write scripts, even a shitty one like this, you wouldn't be a low-level tech," the professor said. "This is offscript."

"No way!" the tech said defensively. "I don't know, ok? My friend got it for me."

"Great, then both you and your friend will be arrested," Mehdi said as he pocketed the script. "Don't worry, though. If your friend flips on his offscript dealer he may not go to prison. If you weren't lying and you really did use an intermediary, you're completely fucked."

"But this kid called her his girlfriend!" Tyler screeched. "He's up to something way worse than this!"

Mehdi turned to Ross with mock seriousness. "Is this true, young man? Remember, as Tyler said, it's your word against his. Or were you just walking across campus when you overheard strange noises coming from Professor Hill's office?"

Ross swallowed hard and tried to project confidence. "The building was supposed to be empty but when I saw the light of her monitor and heard noises I decided to see if she was ok. I found this guy fucking her against her will."

Mehdi pulled a laptop out of his bag and opened it to reveal a live feed of the room they were in. "Interestingly, I believe the only footage that survived is the footage of you eyefucking the good professor."

The tech's shoulders slumped as he realized that he had no way out. "Fine," he grumbled. "What do you want?"

Mehdi handed him a script. "You're going to register this as her new script. It has a few tweaks that the department head requested; you can spot them and enter them as the reason for script replacement. It also has a very well-hidden command that you probably won't find, but in case you luck into spotting it you will not include it in your report."

"They'll find it eventually," Tyler said. "Even if you **** me, someone will spot your handiwork sooner or later."

"Thanks for the advice," Mehdi said. "Any other pearls of wisdom to share before we leave you to repair this poor girl and submit your report?"

The tech shook his head.

"Didn't think so," Mehdi said smugly. He held up the script he had taken from Madison. "And it goes without saying that I'll hang onto this. Now get to work."