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[neurologist]

Can I please have something to do?

Medically related?

I'm sitting here playing solitare on Cameron's computer. After I finshed all the crosswords I could find. And I made an extra pot of coffee. And I hid... well, I guess he'll find out when it's missing.

Where is everyone today, anyway? Is there a meeting that I missed?

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[not_damaged]

How did you get on to my computer?

[neurologist]

Someone gave me your password. I won't name names.

[not_damaged]

I wondered who installed Runescape.

That was you, right? You being the gamer and all.

[neurologist]

Not me.

I would make your computer more secure, though. It's public property around here.

[not_damaged]

What do you mean, public property? Do I want to know, or should I just put it in a safe somewhere and not ask?

[neurologist]

You don't want to know. Just... pick another password. And don't write it on a Post-It note under your tesk.

[not_damaged]

The fact that people were poking around under my desk at all should surprise me, but you know, it really doesn't anymore.