"Walter O'Brien, IQ 197, EQ...well...we'll circle back to that later," Walter spoke quietly into his pocket recorder so Paige wouldn't suspect his EQ Test project. Recording for posterity is essential as it may legitimize the pursuit of Genius-Level EQ...then Paige will have no choice but to love him.
If she could just see the world from his perspective, she would intimately know his fondness for her company and how valued she was as an essential part of Team Scorpion.
"Test 1...approach the subject of Tim's absence and maximize EQ via acknowledging his work ethic and expertise...but wisely insist that I am the clear choice because of my unwavering dedication and unstoppable..."
"Whatcha up to, 197?" Toby's sudden interjection made Walt bobble the mini-recorder. Being startled and flummoxed by Toby's presence, Walter stuffed the device into his pocket, began hacking a Chinese mainframe, and pretended the EQ test was over.
"I am merely doing some crucial calculations that if not dictated, could prove disastrous...you can never be too careful..."
"Clearly a B.S. answer if I've ever heard one...but I'll allow it--only because I don't have time to deal with your Freudian slip-ups--Happy and I are in the process of making a lot of decisions regarding our nuptials and diagnosing whatever-it-is-you-are is basically an exercise in futility anyway...so...I bid you adieu." Toby tipped his hat and exited the garage none the wiser. Paige sat talking with Ralph across the room. Her maternal beauty and effortless sensuality made Walter gulp as he resumed recording his thoughts on the matter.
He may have been a genius, but little did he know that this innocent EQ Test Research would be the very catalyst necessary to accomplish the mission statement of the thesis--and win the heart of the woman he fell for all those years ago when he stepped into that grimy run-down diner.
