Del was in the middle of painting rings around Barnabas' tail, when an orderly finally walked in to see what was going on. Del gave him a childish smile, waving around the room and putting on her best impression of Parker's 'big boy voice'.
"An ode to Jackson Pollack. Relative chaos theory. It's... comforting." The orderly looked between the two men, then down at the dog, and decided he would rather it wasn't his problem. He quickly turned and headed back down the hall. Del had the decency to wait until the door shut to fall to the floor in a fit of giggles.