The sun settled over the SPRM Laboratory of the Oregon Biological Research Center. All day Alexandra and you had been trying to find correlations between male anatomy and fertility, but found nothing—no positive or negative correlations at all. Perhaps the software was broken? That's what crossed Alexandra's mind. "I think I know the problem," she said. "It's just that software isn't capable of simulating every factor of human biology." She looked at you with her shiny brown eyes, her head resting on her hand while sitting in the chair, elbow against the table where research papers from relevant studies were scattered. Smiling faintly, she continued in her usual calm and melodic voice: "Perhaps I can take measurements from the sample right here?" Her pupils dilated slightly in her wide eyes. The faint blush on her ears betrayed her excitement despite her professional tone. She almost let her mouth hang open slightly, but caught herself and maintained composure, though her thoughts raced with anticipation about what might happen next.