First padded cell on the right.... no longer exists

Who: Tara, Cerebrum
Where: shuttle-bay, medi-bay, psych-bay
When: After Tara flattens Jay
> "Cerebrum" the demented shrink looked up
> "What Cleavage?" He asked
> "I've come to commit myself"
> "WHAT?! Voluntarily?! This isn't one of Keto's tricks is it?" cerebrum
asked
> "No. I'm a danger to the crew and myself"...
The psych-bay wasn't too far from the medibay. As a matter of fact, it was
the hallway outside.
"Now, commiting you is going to be a problem," Cerebrum stated, "You see, I
no longer have a psych-bay. That idiot, Jay Chrysler, crashed his shuttle
into the last official one I had. The meeting room was destroyed by my Meson
cannon, and I can't remember what happened to the one after that. But in any
case, I am out of padded cells, and strait-jackets. Besides, I'm much more
of a danger to the crew than you could ever possibly be. At least, that's
what the last twenty captains that I've served under have said."
Cerebrum pulled out a file from his desk, and gestured towards his couch,
"But, there is no need to worry, because I do not believe in commiting
people to insane asylums, I believe in curing them. There is no mental
disease that a large jolt of electricity or a sufficient quantity of drugs
can't cure. So, tell me about your parents."
OOC: I don't believe. I'm actually going to get the chance to perform a
psycho-analysis on another crewmember. I don't think I've ever done that
before, during my tenure as chief psychiatrist on the Blue Dwarf.