Wash looked back at Linc. He was reassured by seeing him alive, but not so much by the condition his friend was in. Wash wasn't nearl so upset now, and he had the sneaking suspicion that his massive mood swings might mean he was was bipolar. Damn.
But now he had a job to do- fetch Slap. He was surprised that he hadn't seen him when he was down in the cafeteria earlier. He supposed that he hadn't been in any state to notice anything.
"Okay... Chill Pillz and Expresso? Gotcha." Sounds like a recipe for disaster to me. I've seen what mixing powerful sedatives and caffeine does.
Wash tried no to picture an Intern vomiting, and curried out of Dek's Lab.
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