Jace, hidden in the corner of the cafeteria, observed Flo with a tilted head. He must have a shitty appetite, poor bloke. 

I wonder what a biological experiment would do to your appetite. Probably totally kill it.

Seeing him so helplessly there, Jace decided to walk over to Flo again. He towered over him, shaking his head. But there was a smirk on his face. 

“Feeling dizzy, boy?”

He shifted his tall, lean figure onto the chair opposite to Flo and held out a single paper clip in front of his face, then letting it drop to the floor beneath them.

“Focus, Flo. Move it around on the floor, and then try lift it up, and try make it so those chums don’t notice.”