(to the comatose Mike) So, I need to ask you something. Ian, ya know, from across the hall? You met him...anyway, he sort of asked me out...on a date. I know, you're thrown. I was thrown too. But he's really nice and...I could sort of use someone to talk to who also talks back. Thing is, I'm sorta lonely. And the past six months have been really hard on me. So, what I need is...I need to know if it's okay with you if I go out with him. Because if it's not, I won't. In fact, I'd like nothing better for you to just wake up right now and tell me not to go out with him. So, wake up, tell me! Wake up, please! Fine, I'll see you tomorrow.

Susan