"Hi there. Glad to see you aren't trying to blow up the talk room." Dr. Roland sat down on an old electric blue couch

"That thing is disgusting." Silver Surfer wouldn't sit on the matching electric blue armchair

"How is it disgusting? It's a comfortable set of furniture."

"It is extremely old and the color is blinding."

"Okay then. Gotcha. I'll get new ones. Anyway ignore them for now."

"I shall try."

"Yea. You do that."

"That I shall." He shifted as the springs creaked under him

"You're 'slang' seems to be improving." She placed the clipboard on a chipping yellow table

"Yes. I don't see how it cannot when I have The Green Goblin and The Justin Hammer in my living area. Also, so you should know, I did not commit any crimes unless you count wanting to destroy that horrid table." He stood slightly

"Ha!" Dr. Roland started laughing, "I believe this was the children visitation room back when this was a hospital for mentally unstable patients."

"That must explain why all the records on this area has to do with 'accidental' death. Everyone here causes such things quite a bit."

"You looked us up? How?" Dr. Roland picked up her clipboard

"No need to take notes Miss. Roland, I am not hostile. Yet." Silver Surfer stood up and raised his hand slightly, "This is all part of the plan. If you just cooperate then I shall not harm you. Nor do I wish to anyway."

Dr. Roland reached into her pocket and uncapped a special pen that was used to neutralize the worst of the villains. She stood and shook her head, "I don't want to put you back in isolation again. I've given you a chance to be with people and you are abusing it."

"He promised that I would be free from here and from the being that ate my planet and my wife." He looked sad and depressed

I reached for his hand, "Would you like me to bring in Susan?"

"She's far away."

"No. Since you moved to the new wing, several weeks ago, she's been staying here. Helping me look after you." Dr. Roland pressed a button on her beeper, "She picked out the books that were given to you this morning."

"Really?" Silver Surfer sat back down

"How about you ask her yourself." Dr. Roland stepped out of the talk room and Susan stepped in.

"Hi there."