[Network Video]

[butterfly_kiss]

[The video is brief, but does it ever paint a picture. One of the rooms in the hospital meant for seeing patients is... An absolute mess. Is that blood on the floor? Bits of styrofoam scattered about, cabinets opened, and all in all the place looks messed up.

Throughout the slow pan through the room there's the punctuating sound of a sharp and heavy shoe tapping against the floor in an impatient rhythm.]

Alright. Who the fuck made this mess? Because you owe me cleaning services. Or a bribe to look the other way. And probably a vodka martini.

Seriously, I will stress to everyone that hospitals need to be clean to ensure maximum safety for the health of patients. It's right up there with, and I can't believe how many times I've had to say this no smoking!

I swear, you're all going to give me an aneurysm. And then you'll all have to see Albert for your medical care while my little pup tries to get me back on my feet.

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[butterfly_kiss]

I can probably handle physical injuries. It's more illnesses I'm worried about.

[spinsandneedles]

I'll just stick to injuries, then.

[That's a joke, he's not planning on going out and breaking his legs. On purpose.]

As far as illness goes, we'd all kind of be in a similar boat, right? I mean, we are on an alien planet. Some kinda alien flu could be a big problem for everyone.

[butterfly_kiss]

A good choice. AS for major alien flus, that's Albert's department, not mine.

[spinsandneedles]

Ooooh, that guy! The virus guy, okay. That makes sense.

I'd still rather deal with broken legs I think.

[butterfly_kiss]

Virologist. Yes. It's his specialization to research diseases. They're always an interesting bunch.

[She laughs.]

Yes, those are easier.

[spinsandneedles]

Yeah, that word.

[He doesn't science, what are words]

Well, maybe I can't help with the clean up, but if you can think of anything else I can do to help out, let me know!

[butterfly_kiss]

Well, I could stand to have more collapsible mops replicated. I think I'm going to need more storage rooms outfitted for cleaning if people are going to do this when I'm not looking.

[spinsandneedles]

Great, I've been looking for an excuse to play with the Replicator!

--I mean use it. Y'know, like a responsible adult.

[butterfly_kiss]

I thought most people use it for food and clothes.

[spinsandneedles]

You can get food out of it!? Oh man, it's a whole new world now! I am gonna get so much chili out of that thing!

--After the mops, of course.

[butterfly_kiss]

Too bad you've missed the ships. They had chili flavored protein paste.

[spinsandneedles]

Paste?

Might make putting it on hot dogs easier... Can't say it sounds all that appetizing, though.

[butterfly_kiss]

Paste.

We have hot dogs?

[spinsandneedles]

We have a magic machine thingy that can make hot dogs.

[He is going to abuse the hell out of the replicator.]

[butterfly_kiss]

[No. That's... That's SUCH a waste.]

You're going to use advanced scientific technology that could improve lives here to make chili dogs?

[spinsandneedles]

It would vastly improve my life.

[There's a 50/50 chance that he's joking. Look as long as he doesn't somehow break the Replicator with chili dogs, what's the harm?]

[butterfly_kiss]

I see.

[She definitely isn't impressed by that.]

[spinsandneedles]

I'm joking! It's a joke, I'm not gonna abuse the machine by making endless chili dogs! Important stuff only, right?

[For real though endless chili dogs would vastly improve his life. Fiiine he'll only make a few chili dogs.]

[butterfly_kiss]

I'm sure you'll only be reasonable.

[Her tone says she's not sure of that at all.]

[spinsandneedles]

Eheheh...

[Yeah, she's totally onto him, he can't even deny it.]

Anyway! I better go make you those mops, huh?

[butterfly_kiss]

Yes. Thank you.