"The same way you find human subjects for any study," she said, clicking her incisors against her bottom teeth. "You ask for anonymous volunteers. The problem is that it's crazy embarrassing for a lot of people to admit. And our sample size is probably too small to get anywhere."

No way Fucky would volunteer that information.

At least, she didn't think so. Admittedly, he was from Bruce's world, so maybe that provided some kind of cache, but she didn't want to assume. Nor did she want to speak to him ever again, as it was.

"Still," she sighed. "We could get so fucking much done without having to worry about IRB review." She offered him a lopsided smile. How she missed the days when IRBs were the biggest obstacle she was facing.

Another world. Another life. Literally.