>Check up on the nurse

Your first order of business is sandwich retrieval, but you need to make sure it's safe to leave the exam hall. You peep into the Spleen's room to see if the trash nurse is still in there...it seems like an awfully long time has passed, hasn't it? Shouldn't she be done by now?


DEPRESSED SPLEEN:

......and I just said "why, mother concept-being? Why would Queen Nanny Giftus bring me such a thoroughly deceased Skwemp, on this, only my forty-sixth Celebrationating's Eve?" ....like the previous forty five times, she silently continued drinking.

Little had I realized my true gift in life was an awareness of reality's infantile frivolousness far superior to that of the usual plebeia-


It looks like the coast is indefinitely clear.