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[[Fooker sits at his desk with Amy and William behind him]]
William: Wow... I've never seen someone turn a DDoS of thousands of machines against its originator before...
Fooker: When will those script kiddies learn...

Fooker: Well, time to log in and finally make this root login my own... what the... where are the text editors? No vi, no emacs, not even ex, ed, or even pico...

[[Scott, Tim, and Patty watch Fooker from the edge of the cubicles]]
Patty: Oh, let me guess. You can tell what kind of geek he is by which editor he downloads and installs, right?
Scott: You could say that...

Fooker: Eh. Never liked any of those anyway. I'll just write my own for grins and giggles.
Scott: (thinking) Just the answer I was looking for...