“Because when you clone something, you end up with an embryo that is an exact physical copy.” Marcel looked at Marie sourly. “Provided you haven’t made any unprofessional errors.” “I made one error!” exclaimed Marie. “When I was nineteen! God! And may I say, that cat lived a long and happy life!” “It certainly lived a quiet life,” remarked Marcel. “You know, there are cats born naturally that don’t have ears!” said Marie.
