You know, in all the world I've only ever met one person who swore like me? Incidentally, Mallory, my computer has been known to randomly restart when I'm not even touching anything, but then, there's a lot of difference between the personal relationship between Abe and me, and the haphazard, throw-away one you have with a lab computer, and some things are just not on. I mean, it's like the difference between a marriage and a whore-john relationship. You can have a headache once in a while when you're married, but a prostitute better put out on the dotted line, or she's in breach of contract.

Um... did I just say that? I think I should sleep.

Sleep. Now. (One point? Maybe?)