[OOM: "
What have you been DOING, Ray?"]
The door opens and a considerably more sober-faced than usual Ray walks in. Francis is at his heels, doing the best 'worried' impersonation that a robot dog with no visible facial features or tail can manage. "Bar?" Ray says. "Could I get some Ovaltine over here, and maybe something in the way of a guide to recognizing possible signs of brain injury? Thank you..."