"Is this rare?" Mousse blinked. True, he hadn't seen the outside world the previous day, but that had been his first morning at the institute. He had been under the impression that these weekend trips were routine. Anise had also placed a thought into the myopic Amazon's mind that had previously been overshadowed by his bewilderment and self loathing from the last night- the possibility, once again, to escape.

"Oh! A town would be far less confined, it's true!" He exclaimed, stating the obvious as though it had just dawned on him. This WAS a golden opportunity for escape! He could fight his way through the orderlies and return to his DARLING Shampoo. "And there is no way they could stop all of us!"

"Aiya, Mousse!" She would greet him, tears of joy in her eyes. "Where you been? Shampoo been so worried!"

"It's alright, my love. I'm back."

"Mousse! You hurt!"

"It's a scratch, dear. Nothing your love won't fix..." And he would hold her in his arms and they would lean in and then...

"Eh heh heh heh heh..." That Mousse was aware his expression was that of drunken, lustful happiness as he lost himself in his fantasies was dubious.