Dr. Nbook? Check.
Hot chocolate supply? Check.
"Every time you stop writing, God kills a kitten" sign on the wall? Check.
Nat? *looks at Nat, typing away* Check. Don't know how much longer she'll stay, though.
Clean desk? *looks* Er...It's better than it was. Let's be fair. It's better than it was before. And the bin next to the desk is much better. And I've cleaned out the trash bin.
One hour, fifty-five minutes. November, bring it on.