The man strolled down the aisles of the lab. He stopped occasionally to look into one of the many man-size tubes lining the walls.
“I like his arms,” said the man, motioning toward one of the tubes.
“Good choice, sir,” said the guide accompanying the man. “He was an athlete before.” The man and his guide moved on their way, and then the man stopped at another tube.
“And him, I want his hairline,” said the man.
“As you wish, sir,” said the guide.
“This next one… well, I think it’s obvious what I would like of his.” They continued to browse for an hour or so more, until the man felt his upgrades were completed. “I think I’m all set,” said the man.
“Fine selections, sir. I’ll alert the harvesting team at once,” said the guide. He pressed an intercom button and called for the surgical team.
“How long before I’ve recovered this time around?” asked the man.
“I’d say you’ll be up and enjoying your new setup in a month,” replied the guide.
“Excellent. After my recuperation I will return to assemble a wife,” said the man.
“Top notch idea, sir. We have quite a few excellent specimens arriving next month. The only issue is lips- we’ve had a shortage of natural-born lips lately. But don’t fret, the crop of lab-grown lips has been stellar this year,” said the guide.
“I’m sure that will do,” said the man. “One question: what kind of athlete was the man whose arms I am taking before he came into debt?”
“He was a runner, sir,” replied the guide.
“Well,” said the man. “Then he didn’t need them anyway, did he?”
The man laughed as the surgical team arrived to lead him to his room.