"Aww. You guessed right," Olav pouts, taking you out of her buttcheeks. She handed you to Olga again.

"Alright then. Final round." Olga coldly stated. Seems like a lack enthusiasm than usual, that scares you. Something big seems to come.

"As the final round, tell me the man, who said the following:

Miniaturization doesn't actually make sense unless you miniaturize the very atoms which build up matter. Otherwise a tiny brain in a human the size of an insect, composed of normal atoms, is composed of too few atoms for the miniaturized human to be any more intelligent than the insect. Also, miniaturizing atoms is impossible according to the rules of quantum mechanics."

Okay now they're plotting your downfall no matter what. What kind of unfair questions is that...

...wait a minute, didn't the guy who invented the rules of robotics said that, was it Asimov?