What the good fuck is the shit? One second I'm burying a friend, the next goddamn minute some blue box is suckin' me to a freaky ass room with doctors poking me. Last time I got prodded like that the motherfucker at least bought me dinner.
Sam? Sookie? They told me you was up in this bitch and I am NOT sitting alone in this shitty ass room. I needs some cocktails.