PHB: We can't move forward until you get input from Allen. But that won't be easy, Allen is an amorphous cloud of gas. He was once human like us. Allen was afraid to give his opinion or to take decisions, he put so much effort into avoiding commitment that his molecules stopped binding together. Now he exists as nothing but a subtle odor near the copier room.
Dilbert: How do I get his input?
PHB: Don't make me micromanage you.

Let's say you're in a big brick room
With no windows or doors,
A cast-iron ceiling and a concrete floor.
I got a quantum-physical solution just for you!
You just scramble them molecules
You're just a-passing through!
You just scramble them molecules
You're just passing through... yeah
Just passing through