Robin: Who was Dr. X?
Ted: Nobody knows. He was this genius mystery D.J.
Marshall: It was Ted.
Ted: His identity remains a secret to this day.
Lily: It was Ted.
Ted: But this phantom of the airwaves changed the very face of college radio.
Marshall: It was Ted.
Lily: And your show sucked.
Dr. X: Dr. X here, shooting truth bullets at you from an undisclosed location. Because if they knew where I was, they'd shut me down.
Marshall: You're on the third floor of the student center next to the game room, you tool.
Dr. X: I've been getting a lot of letters about my segment on how racist the school's meal plan is.
Lily: How are you getting letters if no one knows where you are, douche?
Dr. X: That's why I'm organizing a happening outside the dining hall, Monday at midnight. It's high time the food service puppet masters took ignorance and injustice off the menu.
Student: Ted, We need a fourth for foosball. What are you doing in here, anyway?
Dr. X: Dude, get out of here! I'll be there in a second. So remember, dining hall. Monday, midnight. Another Dr. X happening. I'll be there, because X marks the spot-ot-ot-ot-ot...
Ted: Why is no one coming to my happenings?