Elle approached Al. Even though she was just as excited like him and the Baron at the prospect of discovering evidence of still living in this day and age dinosaurs, she couldn't help but feel the pang of skepticism. Too many people out there tried to create a sensation claiming they've discovered the bones of non-prehistoric dinosaurs by submitting falsified evidence. [i]And people call me a phony![/i] El groused in her mind.

	"Come on, Al. You know better than this." Elle put an arm on the younger man's shoulder and squared the Baron with an unwavering and uncharacteristically serious gaze. "With all due respect, Baron, but I have to play Devil's advocate here." She pointed at the skull in Al's hands. "I've seen way too many good knock offs from people trying to make a quick buck, banking on the sensation it would cause to discover non-prehistoric dinosaur bones. If you don't mind. Who authenticated this for you?" El patted her young colleague on the shoulder and detached herself from him. "Me and Al here know all too well that when it comes to dating things in the archeology world, it's mostly a guessing game. Even if our guesses are what you might call educated."

	The serious tone left Elle's eyes as suddenly as it appeared. "That said!" The Countess grinned. "I'm more than excited to find out if this Mokele M'bembe of yours is the real McCoy. But quack though I may be called, I still need to follow the scientific methods of my field when authenticating artefacts and corroborating theories." She clapped her hands, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "So tell me, what else do you got?!"