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[[Doctor and Trudy leaning against opposite sides of doorway; Trudy has arms crossed and is looking down]]
Dr. Akhilesh Sehgal: These friends of yours, they are your coworkers, yes?
Trudy: Coworkers, yes. I *have* no friends.

Dr. Akhilesh Sehgal: You have *one*. He is quite cross that you did not write.
Trudy: I must have lost his address.

Dr. Akhilesh Sehgal: I assume, then, that these "coworkers only" do not know your... history?
Trudy: I was... pardoned, of sorts. Given a new identity. They think I'm... someone else.

[[Doctor has toothy grin.]]
Dr. Akhilesh Sehgal: Pardoned? Forgiven? Dare I even say... redeemed? Shall I shout, "hallelujah":?
Trudy: You best be glad there are no pews to jump in here, Bible man...