well, mrs. latham said she was seriously considering donating money so we could get a cryogenic centrifugal pump... yes! oh, wow! ...then she stuck her tongue down my throat. why? okay, we can't keep explaining everything. read that book we got you. she hit on me. wait-wait-wait. are you telling us that old lady wanted to have sex with you in exchange for giving your department millions of dollars? i think so. you lucky duck. you're really a broken toy, aren't you? i was able to get out of there before anything else happened, but she wants to see me again tomorrow night. excellent! what are you planning to wear? what? penny, you're an expert on trading sexual favors for material gain-- walk him through this. well, n-no, hold on a second, i'm not going to sleep with her. but we need a cryogenic centrifugal pump. well, forget it! it's not gonna happen. well, come now, leonard, this may be your only chance to make a real contribution to science! i repeat: not gonna happen. what was all that about me tradi