The four of them are walking fairly quickly down a corridor at NASAL.
Banani lowers his head to check a note he is holding.
His glasses fall off, and Ravioli steps on them.
Banani stops to pick them up. The glasses are badly damaged.
Banani
“Ravioli! Could you be more careful?”
Ravioli
“Sorry… but the same goes for you…”
Banani looks at the glasses. One of the arms has come off, and one of the lenses has popped out of the frame.
Banani
“Well…”
Banani pulls out some tape and repairs the glasses in just a few minutes.
The repair is so perfect that you can barely tell the difference.
A female colleague happens to walk by and greets Banani, but a gust of wind blows a sheet of paper out of her hands and sends it flying straight toward Banani’s face.
Instead of falling to the floor, the paper sticks to the adhesive on the tape around the glasses frame.
The colleague walks over and retrieves the paper without having to bend down.
She thanks Banani and walks away.
Igor
“Before, you were just a guy with glasses… now you’ve become a walking bulletin board.
“What’s the next extra feature your head is going to have? A calendar glued to your forehead?”