Boroman Rehab: Pippin
The first client on the list is Pippin. A hobbit native to the Shire, has come today to get over their obsession with food
BOROMAN: Um, hello there. Pippin is it?
PIPPIN: Yep!
BOROMAN: I see. And you are here today because you are in love with food?
PIPPIN: OMG FOOD! WHERE!?
BOROMAN: Well, that answers that question. So, Pippin what is it about food that interests you so much, as to the fact is has almost nearly taken over your life?
PIPPIN: (Now talking very fast) Weeeeeelllllllllllllllll, I really enjoy all the food out there, but give me say chocolate, MMMMMM CHOCOLATE, and well I just go a LITTLE bit crazy. OOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!! AND I REALLY REALLY LOVE MUFFINS!! THEY ARE THE MOST DELICIOUS THING EVER AND THEY JUST MELT IN YOUR MOUTH ESPECIALLY IF THEY ARE BLUEBERRY, I JUST ADORE BLUEBERRY MUFFINS!!!!!!!!! DO YOOOOUUUUU HAVE ANY MUFFINS DR. BOROMAN?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!
BOROMAN: *While cowering behind chair* Noo, I don't have any muffins, but I can see now why you love food so much. *Muttering to self* Crazy little hobbit, why did I take this stupid job?
PIPPIN: I HEARD THAT!!!
BOROMAN: So, if I wanted you to be quiet, all I have to do is give you food?
PIPPIN: OMG FOOD! WHERE?
BOROMAN: *Muttering to self again* Well, this won't help with your obsession in any way possible, but it might just get rid of my migraine. *Now speaking aloud* Hey Pippin, yeah. You want a biscuit? It comes from the Shire.
PIPPIN: OMG A SHIRE BISCUIT!!!! GIMME! GIMME!
(Boroman hands over a biscuit, and suddenly Pippin makes a disgusted face and tries to get the taste out of their mouth.)
PIPPIN: This is not a Shire biscuit! It taste like it's from Rohan!
BOROMAN: Correct, and incorrect. It's from Gysengard.
(Pippin falls over twitching)
BOROMAN: (Begins to leave the room, muttering to self) Stupid hobbit, stupid job, stupid biscuit. No wait it got the hobbit to stop talking, never mind.