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And as the black man in the lab coat walks into Cuddy's office to ask some mundane question of procedure, he is not, in fact, in Cuddy's office. He is in a strange hotel.
He looks around, highly befuddled, nose wrinkled. "Um... hello? Dr. Cuddy? Anyone?"
Typist: Previous!Foreman hath not been around for a while. If his writer should like to keep him, I'll gladly step aside, but this seems like a better idea than me trying to play Cuddy.
He looks around, highly befuddled, nose wrinkled. "Um... hello? Dr. Cuddy? Anyone?"
Typist: Previous!Foreman hath not been around for a while. If his writer should like to keep him, I'll gladly step aside, but this seems like a better idea than me trying to play Cuddy.