He does follow protocol, though, by donning super-secure blue latex gloves. Good work, Doc! Oh, but then, for no reason at all, he decides to smash the dish with his hand, cutting and infecting himself in the process. Apparently NWD1's coworker, NWD2, had no idea about the zombie apocalypse happening just outside, because instead of fleeing in terror, he waltz's over to give NWD1 (now NZN1billion) a comforting pat on the back. Next thing we know, they've lost the entire useful wing of the facility, all because the WHO didn't take the whole zombie thing a little more seriously.
And we *still* can't find Pepe!