LSD and I are getting ready for New Years, and she says . . .

LSD: Okay.  Poop and a shower, and we go."

Doctor Kenneth Noisewater: Let it rip, babe.

LSD: You're so supportive.

(As she goes across the hall into the bathroom)

DKN: Anything for you.  You want me to hold your hand?

LSD: No (I hear through the closed door).