ELF: Can we talk about something besides my love life? The sweep teams, maybe?
EBBY: Oh, sure. I just had to make sure you were really cured of that stimmie berserker thing from way back.
ELF: Our doctor and medic are both under quarantine. Who was going to save your life if I pounded on you, Lieutenant?
EBBY: See? That's why you're a commander and I'm a louie. You found the problem with my plan!