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).