::The Doctor finishes applying a bandage to Xerxes' stomach and sits back.::

"The stitches will take a few days to heal, but you can feel free to leave when you feel able."

::He leaves.::

::Xerxes leans back.::

(This is the life...)

::He falls asleep.::

::Xerxes wakes up. He looks at the table at the side of his bed.::

"What the...No grapes!? No cards!? No large piles of chocolate?! What kind of sick world is this?"

::He has to face it. He is alone.::

"Ugh, I can't take this any more!"

He jumps off the bed, and stomps out to The Front Entrance.::