Mark ZuckerHamster and Elon Mouse lounged in their burrow’s beanbag room, sipping energy drinks. Mark stretched his legs and smiled. "I’m adapting, bro!" Mark said cheerfully. "Good! How so?" Elon replied. "Well, I’m sleeping better—remember last week? I wasn't sleeping well. I had insomnia. ... And Priscilla says my whiskers look fuller. ... Domestic life (no kids… yet) ... Priscilla ZuckerHamster, Mark’s ever-supportive wife, had moved past the initial shock of her husband becoming part-hamster. ... She, too, was adapting. ... Over dinner one night she asked, “Do you think—if we have kids—would they be part hamster too?” Mark blinked. “Maybe? I guess. Genetics is weird babe… I hadn’t thought of that,” he said, tapping a paw on the table and nibbling a carrot stick. “So… yeah, maybe.” Priscilla chuckled. “Whatever happens, I’m here for it.” Mark cleared his throat. “That’s actually a great question, Priscilla. I’ll text Panda Wise—see if he can do some digging.” ... Panda Wise’s Chinese-scientist mission ... Panda Wise read Mark’s text: “Mission briefing tomorrow, bro. Need your help. —Mark” He read it then re-read it five times, squeezing his iPhone hard enough to crack the screen. “F,” he muttered. Ever diligent, Panda Wise got into his Tesla and swapped the phone out at the Apple Store. He reviewed a solo-mission prep book he had been wanting to read, and set up a secure comm-link. The next day he met with Mark, was briefed, funded, issued gear and travel snacks. Panda Wise (over his Tesla car’s encrypted intercom): "Boss, I’ll fly to China and meet the scientists. Fastest way, right?" Mark replies: Definitely Panda Wise. Yes. —boat travel is slower than flying. Good question Bro. ... Now do you think you've got this?. ...If anyone can answer the hamster-heredity question, it’s them." Panda wise responds already deep in mission mode: "Copy. Wheels up tonight. We've got this. Appreciate the support boss." ... Classified chatter ... Back in the beanbag room, Elon ears twitched. “So Panda Wise is heading to Beijing?” “I didn’t say that Elon,” Mark replied. Mark's personal and collective hamster research for that matter were highly classified. Mark shrugged. “He’s going to China. That’s all I can say Bro” They both burst out laughing. Humor, after all, is one gene nobody wants to lose.