Now I look back and ask myself, how many times have I, selfishly, asked for McGee's help? And how many times was he not there when I needed him? The answer to the first question is "many," and to the second is "none." I feel ashamed of exploiting my poor red eyed friend; how cruel I am. But don't worry; if you do the same, it is never too late to correct this awful habit. Try to do things by yourself more. I know that now that you have your buddy, it becomes natural for you to ask him...
The Zap that Changed it All: Part Two "No! The experiment has caused a short in my lab ray!" shouted the Scorchio. He was franticly trying to put out a small fire that had sparked from one of the wires...