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[[Fooker, sitting up in bed without his glasses, Ki with long hair standing next to him.]]
Fooker: Wuhhgh... Where am I?
Ki: You're in the hospital.

Fooker: How'd I get here?
Ki: You were so drunk when I kicked you, you blacked out. Your R.A. and I brought you in.

Fooker: Then why are you here?
Ki: When I heard they couldn't reach your family, I felt guilty. I've been checking on you.

Fooker: Whew. At least I won't miss my A.I. midterm...
Ki: That was Monday. This is Thursday.