[ He's just about reached his clothes when he hears a terrifying shout. He turns around, mouth agape, just in time to see her threatening the giddy scientists with some vaguely science-y contraption that's got to weigh more than a small child. ]

Whoa, whoa! Easy there!

[ He quickly steps between her and the scientist she's brandishing a piece of equipment at, arms outstretched protectively. He's got his back to her, clearly wanting to caution the scientists not to provoke her further more than he wants to try to get her calm down... partially because he understands her frustration. ]

You've got all the information you need from her, right? I don't know anything about this stuff, but it all looks pretty expensive to me, so maybe you should quit while you're ahead.

[ The scientists gulp a bit, clearly considering his words. And the angry lady holding a Chroma measuring device that would probably hurt if it were swung at them like a bat. ]