What people got wrong about the Sunday Group's job posting for a team of supernatural investigators:
Clive: Yes, it is true that 'supernatural' is somewhat associated with increased toughness and shit, but that doesn't mean that the pathologist's calm hand and scalpel has to be replaced by an absurd amount of lead, copper, hardened steel and gunpowder residue each and every time when it comes to accessing the inner workings of a body.
Val: You need to know the tiny difference between 'investigation' and 'research'. What you're doing down in your lab is the latter and it's so regularly off-topic -- to put it that way -- that I'm seriously worried about our building turning into a non space-capable rocket or into the world's most efficient synthetic drug factory. Maybe even both, at the same time. And what's the progress on that superpowered coffee ?
Edgar: When I said 'supernatural investigators', I primarily meant that we are ordinary investigators investigating supernatural cases, not supernatural investigators hoping only to be confronted with ordinary stuff so they can hang out, relax and silently ridicule the mundane world using their magic tricks most efficiently.
Maël: You and Clive make up for a pretty nasty deadlock: As long as he keeps shooting you won't run into the carnage and make it even bigger. On the other side if you try that anyway he has to stop shooting or he risks killing a colleague. I can't fire anyone of you or the other one will be allowed to roam freely with no limits whatsoever. That really gives me a headache!
