Hello zere! I am zhe doctor-- and you are my patient vor zhe moment! Now . . . from vwhat i head you are in need of an eye surgery yes? Do not fret a little hair upon yer head, i know vwhats best!

Now now-- zhe more you struggle zhe more difficult you'll make my precisions in your eye socket, vwouldn't vwant to accidentally take more zhan just your eye, do vwe?! * eerie / unsettling chuckle, showing theres something not right about this *

. . . your vitals . . . they have gone silent. I've lost another havent i? . . . No no NO NO NO! I VWILL NOT BE MADE A MOCKEY BY THIS-- . . . No one vwill find out, that's all. Keep this between zhe both of us yes? ,, * forced laughter, a psychotic joy / sorrow mix *