Psst!



Get out of here or I will hurt you!



That's no way to talk...


SOUND FX: WHACK! THUNK!


I don't really think you should have done that.



I just cut your head off, how can you still be yapping!?



It's radio. We can do anything.



No. No. NO. NO!



I think you are in denial.


I don't need knee-jerk popsicle analysis from a disembodied head.



I am not disembodied. It's right there. See, the hand is gesturing to you quite rudely.



Why is it still moving?



Reflex action.



Why is there no blood?



I'm a surgeon.



So?



I am aware of the latest in medical science.



So?



I don't run on blood anymore. I'm on helium.



That could explain many things.



With our new hybrid butterfly on the wheel technology, we don't have to worry about platelets, pressure, or fluid loss. It even makes us lighter.



But what about the electrical activity needed to make your brain work?



Batteries and Bluetooth technology. We toss the brain out and put in a few chips. Leaves extra room for a toothbrush or even an M3 player.


What?



I've got three DVD players in my space. I'm watching three movies on widescreen as we speak.



Huh?



Yep. Like some espresso or a toasted cheese sandwich? I've taken up the space in my body that used to be wasted by organs and lungs and such and installed a miniature kitchen!



Um. But you don't eat anymore?



Nope. But why shouldn't you be more comfortable while you wait for the NIH people to come and get you?



For what?



Well, your procedure is scheduled for half-past one this afternoon, isn't it?