The elevator descends so smoothly that you're surprised when it comes to its final stop. With an electronic chirp, the doors open. Minions in lab coats swarm about, working on various projects. The concrete walls and floor reflect all sorts of strange sounds as you approach a large, wooden workbench.

Spiky Mochi sits at one end, hunched over a piece of plastic that he's molding over a piece of pipe. He is dressed in a black t-shirt and a pair of black jeans that have faded to grey. They show various cuts, tears, and stains. After a few minutes of fiddling, he nods to himself and puts the plastic aside to cool.

He gets up and heads for a storage bin. You're about to clear your throat to let him know that you're here when he turns to look at you. A sudden grin breaks over his face. "I thought that you'd find your way down here!" He points at one section of wall, which is liberally coated with scribbled notes and diagrams. "I think that the stuff that you're looking for is over there. If you've got any more questions, just ask ...."