As you approach the pale blue door hidden away near the back of the building, you can hear the faint strains of folk music leaking into the hall. A quick knock and the door opens into a cozy yet tidy lab manned by a tired and smiling woman. Floor-to-ceiling shelves packed with notebooks line one wall with a small wooden drafting table tucked into the corner. A coffee pot brews next to an impressive sound system adding a pleasant burble to the bluesy guitar you heard earlier. Two mismatched mugs stand ready as Dr. Sinexuss invites you to have a seat.