...Okay, when you get back to your own universe, I want you to find whatever version of me is knocking around there, I want you to lock him in a room, and I want you not to let him out until he can prove that he has at least some notion of how to provide leadership to a team.
It's not as if I thought it was even a rational fear. You didn't fire her after the mind-reading alien girlfriend after all. But any excuse to lock you in a room and yell at you...
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Where is she now?
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Still your room.