[Judy & Max's Quarters]
"More like a late evening snack," Judy answered, smiling. "Max! How do you think that makes me feel?"
"I just want my wife!" Max cried back from the kitchen.
"Come and say hello!" the shrink ordered, which prompted the silver-haired chef to do just that, an apron tied over his pajamas.
"Max, Sven; Sven, Max," Judy introduced.
"Lovely to meet you," Max replied, prominently displaying his distinguished British accent.
"Not worried about yet another young, male patient?"