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To: ((Jamiejamiejamie))
From: (Angie)
Subject: Doug

Can you do me a favor and while I am gone, keep him from going insane with worry if you can? (He's in the bathroom, so I have time to write this without him seeing.)

I know Doug. You know Doug. He will worry himself into an ulcer if someone lets him.

Are you and Kitty going to be okay? Is there anything I can do before I go?

~Angie

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To: {Mayonnaise Dreamer}
From: {Xerox Boy}
Subject: Re: Doug

Yeah, I'll keep an eye on him. Will keep a rolled-up newspaper on hand and smack him on the nose if he starts getting that look.

Kitty-and-I are okay. It's her turn to kidnap me, and I'm really getting curious where we're going to go. :)

Individually . . . well, about like you might expect, I guess. I spent a lot of last night throwing up, to be perfectly honest, and now I'm trying to remember there's a whole long chain of other people's decisions between this and it being our fault.

Well, and imagining the Prof doing the telepathic equivalent of feeding this Kwannon thing into a woodchipper, like that scene at the end of Fargo.