Parker points at their co-aide, and grins. "Someone left a box for me with airholes here on Thursday. You were passed out in Dr. Pierson's office, I think. Esmerelda is now esconced in my suite, with all the bunny toys her heart could desire."
"You were snoring, therefore you were breathing, and you kept turning over and staying asleep. For all I knew, you'd bite." Parker looks mondo-emo-concerned. "Are you okaaay now, Fraiser? Do you need a pillow?" Then she goes back to normal. "And what did you think of your new slippers?"
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