Given what he'd done to the last nurse that had bothered him, and the fact that it had already been more than ten minutes since that time, Cox was fairly certain that every nurse, orderly, receptionist and even janitor currently working that day knew about it. And maybe some that weren't working if this place actually got decent phone service. As such, when his door next opened, he decided not to even bother looking back from his continued lounging on the sofa, choosing instead to go right into his current jackass routine.

“This is Doctor Cox,” he droned out mechanically with all the monotony of an answering machine, “So sorry I can't come to the door right now, buuuut if you drop your package at the beep and leave without a word, I'll be sure to not start listing off your biggest insecurities and, thereby, make you leave in tears." Message completed, he drew in a deep breath and finished with a long, "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeep," that was not going to end until he heard the door closing behind him.

So Hunk's session had been a bit of a bust in terms of progress, but it had been nothing if not fun. Venkman didn't even feel as guilty as he figured he would have been after ragging on the guy so much. The Ozian wannabe was a genuinely nice person; he was a little like Ray in that way. Venkman knew, however, that he wasn't going to get anywhere if he kept going easy on the guy all the time. Coddling a person's delusions could only go so far. They had to be addressed at some point, shaken up — and that was exactly what Venkman intended to do with all his patients. Why he hadn't been doing that more in the previous week he honestly couldn't say. Maybe he had eaten some bad lunch meat and thrown his groove off. Who knew?

In any case, he could make up for this disturbing excess of empathy with a new patient, it seemed. He hadn't looked at the guy's file beyond the name (Michael Someone) so far, but he figured he would have time to skim through things once the session started. It would be easy enough to nod, say "uh huh, go on" a few times, and look down at the file like he was noting things down, all while he got Mikey to talk about his deep-rooted belief that he was a goat, or whatever the flavor of the day was.