if you refuse to answer questions.. ordan, oh, come on, let s go. you re seeing a doctor. end of story. (groans) i just need a roll of tums. listen, that s the third time you ve had the stomachache this week, okay? and don t say it was something you ate, cause i know what you ate; you had ginger ale d pretzels for dinner. what, are you a doctor now? no, i m not a doctor, but you have a high-stress job, you live alone, you have no family that you see regularly, an no pets, no sports, no hobbies. i think you re a cover girl for ulcers illustrated. that s lovely, thank you. the swimsuit issue is what i meant. oh, right. definitely the swimsuit issue. i ll get you some help. you ought to see if there s a suicide counselor there while we re waiting, too. miss, we ve been a couple hours here; is there anything you can do you know, push things along? thank you. ramirez? lydia ramirez? how s it going, sport? uh, it s just, uh. (clears throat) settled a friendly bet the hard way. mm-
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