Housecall, of a sort.

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Thing about work, Jimmy's learned, is that while it's an extremely rewarding endeavor, too much can drive a man mad. Quite mad, really. Or ill, which is an outcome that Jimmy's very well acquainted with. And while he's never once witnessed Alan ill or under the weather or, well, anything of that sort, he's fairly certain that Alan's getting close to it.

Which brings him two doors to the left and a floor down, one hand holding a small lumpy bag and the other knocking on Alan's door.