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[[Trudy walks down an aisle of cubicles at the customer site.]]
Trudy: [Thinking to herself] Pull it together, Trudy. This isn't the time to doubt your sanity. You need to have your wits about you if you're going to fight these temptations. Think about...

[[Trudy narrows her eyes.]]
Trudy: About how *aggressive* Nick has been lately. That's not like him. Maybe that bonk on the head did more than dislodge his memories. Then again, I always preferred a man who fought back, who posed a challenge...

[[Trudy holds her head in frustration.]]
Trudy: Stop it! What's *wrong* with me? I have to get this under control, especially before we end up accidentally brushing against each other or something and triggering that "link" again...

[[Trudy approaches Nick's cubicle, while his phone makes a "Blorp" sound.]]
Trudy: Suck it up, you half wit. You need to be in control, not second guessing your every move. Just make it through the next couple of days and you'll be back home...