Scotty walked through the engineering section, tool belt strapped to his waist. He did not look a happy man.
“Careful with that crystal chamber!” he shouted. “And you! You’re using the wrong tool! I always say you should use the right tool for the right job!”
Then Magus strode into the engineering room. He clapped Scotty on the back.
“How are things going?” he asked.
“These bloody dwarves don’t seem to have the faintest idea what they’re doing!”
“Dwarves are considered the finest engineers in the galaxy!” said Magus.
“That may be so.” said Scotty. “But they can’t reach half the controls!”
“Just give them time Mister Scott.” said Magus.
“Careful with that crystal chamber!” he shouted. “And you! You’re using the wrong tool! I always say you should use the right tool for the right job!”
Then Magus strode into the engineering room. He clapped Scotty on the back.
“How are things going?” he asked.
“These bloody dwarves don’t seem to have the faintest idea what they’re doing!”
“Dwarves are considered the finest engineers in the galaxy!” said Magus.
“That may be so.” said Scotty. “But they can’t reach half the controls!”
“Just give them time Mister Scott.” said Magus.















