What Exactly Is Your IQ?

Ed's voice sounded from down the hall before Julian got the chance to reply. "The intercom rang! The takeout is here and the doorman wants to know whether or not to send them up."

"That should be obvious, dummy!"

"Well, yeah, but I'm not the resident and he knows it so he says he has to talk to D—Julian."

He sighed and headed out to the living room, gesturing for them to follow. Today's takeout ended up being Italian and everyone dug in eagerly.

They all thanked him for the food once they were done and the younger kids went back to watching TV. Izzy was surprised when she saw Julian pick up a kitchen chair and bring it back to the lab with him.

"Uh…what are you doing?"

"Preventing you from sitting on the table again. You're welcome," he said in his usual monotone.