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Liz's face soured, her voice sharp with accusation, "Roseanne, what on earth are you babbling about?! I've entered every single report from our group into the system, not a single one's gone missing!" "If you don't believe me, check the entry log. Sure, the computer glitched and we lost a bunch of data, but that record's still intact!"

Liz enunciated each word, bristling, "Don't you dare try to smear my name!"

Roseanne replied with a calm "Oh", and she added, "Nothing's lost because, before I chucked it into the trash, I happened to flip through it and saw today's date, so I put it back."

Liz fired back, "Then why on earth would you accuse me of losing the report? You saw it on the floor, picked it up, and put it back. You've managed to accuse me without actually accusing me!"

"First off," Roseanne raised her voice slightly, "I merely stated the fact that I found a report on the floor and put it back. I never said you lost it, and nobody else jumped to that conclusion. No need for such a big reaction." "You didn't say it directly, but everything you said was clearly aimed at me!" Liz shouted.

"Secondly," Roseanne continued, "If you think I'm making this up, fine. Let's find that report and check if there's a footprint on the cover page."

Liz scoffed, her chin lifting slightly, "Don't you know? Once reports are entered, the paper copies are shredded and destroyed."

Roseanne replied, "That's alright. The lab's got cameras. Pull up the footage from 11:00-12:00 the day before yesterday, and we'll see if I'm lying."

That's when Liz panicked. She had indeed seen a report with a footprint on her desk the day before yesterday.

She had just finished data entry and was relieved to have caught the report she missed, quickly adding it to the system.

Sammy, reading Liz's expression, knew Roseanne was telling the truth.

He quickly stepped in to mediate: "Let's not blow this out of proportion, folks. We're all on the same team here. Instead of arguing over who's right or wrong, shouldn't we focus on retrieving the lost data? That's the real issue, right?" "Ahem! Roseanne mentioned something about an Al function needing keywords for the search, right? And we need a substantial amount of them, like a tenth of the total... uh..."

Sammy trailed off. Who could remember all that? They weren't walking encyclopedias...

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The room went silent, taken aback But Owen was unfazed. "So, you're saying the data on that report can serve as keywords for the Al@loud search?"

"Exactly."

"Alright," Owen booted up his laptop, "Start reciting, I'm all ears."

Roseanne began, "Thickness, in microns, target range 25.0-26.0, testing method..."

"MD tear resistance, in grams, value 165.1314362, testing method..."

Stoddard and Jen exchanged looks.

No way... she actually memorized it?!

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Roseanne spoke for nearly 20 minutes, Owen typing away, capturing all 1192 pieces of data.

Then, with everything entered into the Al cloud, he hit Enter, initiating the precise search.

In less than ten seconds, the screen filled with a flood of related data.