An Unlikely Request

Who: Phil, Saddam, Keto
Where: Science Lab
When: Just after Phil reacquired Saddam
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> At that point, someone walked into the lab..
Phil could tell this by the sound of footsteps clanging across the
floor, but was somewhat puzzled by the fact that there seemed to be
nothing producing them.
He opened his mouth to speak.
"Before you say a single word," interrupted the invisible
person, "It's me, I need your help and yes, I am aware of how
ridiculous that particular idea is for both of us."
Phil blinked.
"KETO?"
"Look," said Keto desperately, "Something's evidently gone a
little...awry. I'm still invisible. After over an hour. The
ointment that did this to me should have worn off after five
minutes. This gives me a problem, and I want you to fix it."
Phil opened and closed his mouth for a few moments, unable to
believe this. KETO was asking HIM for help?
"Why should I help you?" Phil managed eventually, finally hitting
what was currently the most pressing question in his mind. The
invisible doctor sighed, and mumbled something.
"What was that?" asked Phil, leaning forwards.
"I said if you help me I'll consider reducing Cleavage's shifts,"
muttered Keto sullenly, "Now are you going to or not!?"
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OOC: Phil?