Suddenly, the telephone rang. As Dr. Mettler was in no condition to answer it, Anna did. But the voice that came out of her mouth was Dr. Mettler's.
"Hello," she said. "Dr. Mettler here."
"I know that, luv," said a husky female voice. "I'm calling from the office. Did you take care of that Anna bitch yet?"
"No. Not yet. There's been a complication."
"What's that?"
"It's -- I don't want to say over the phone. Can I meet you?"
"We're having a board of directors meeting in an hour. Come to the building and have security send you on up. The other members are anxious to hear what you
have to say."
"I'll be there."
"I'll be waiting," said the voice. There was a kissing sound, and then a click.
"You have a meeting at Datacomp in an hour," said Anna. The mouse squeaked. "What's that? You can't make it? Oh, that's too bad! Wait! I know what to do!"
Anna walked over to a mirror hanging on a nearby wall. She stared at her reflection for a few minutes. Suddenly, her form shifted, even her clothing. A moment
later, she was the exact double of Dr. Mettler.
"Let's see," said Anna, looking around Mettler's office. She picked up the clothes left behind when the Doctor turned into a mouse and stuffed them into the large
drawer at the bottom of the desk. "Can't let these stay out for people to find. As for your purse ... I like it! I'll take it and let you have mine."
After exchanging purse contents, Anna looked at the tiny rodent with a PhD in psychology. The mouse ran as Anna reached to pick it up, but stopped when it
reached the edge of the desk. It didn't want to risk jumping to the floor.
Anna carefully grabbed it, and carried it outside the office.
"Cancel my appointments for the rest of the day," said Anna to the receptionist. She left before the girl could ask where Anna herself had gone to. Then, Anna
walked down the hall to the door marked TESTING. She knocked on it and entered asking "Excuse me? Are you missing a mouse?"
A thin man with just a wisp of hair on the top of his head looked up and said "We must be! That looks like one of ours."
"It seems to be in very good health."
The man took Dr. Mettler-mouse, examined her, and said "Yes, she does! She'll be perfect for the experiment we're about to perform. We're testing what we
hope will be the first successful commercial aphrodisiac."
The mouse gave a long squeal.
"Sounds like she's excited already!" said Anna with a smile.
"She's about to have a good time! Thank you, Dr. Mettler."
Anna, as Dr. Mettler, left the building and hailed a taxi.