[Her face is half covered by the hand supporting it, elbow propped on the desk. She looks annoyed or unamused or something. Through the hand, she talks.] Why don't you just ask your Warden for some nudie mags, already?

[Hand drops, sits up straight.] I'm honestly kind of surprised and maybe even pissed no one has given you any yet.

[Because of last time. What you had to resort to, Richie. Maybe an outlet is healthy?]