It's getting hard to choose a topic! So many good ones with so many possibilities! A quick shout-out to the anonymous reviewer named Saharay1 for the idea. I had a lot of fun with it, even if Dr. Killjoy...pardon me, Lovejoy, didn't.

DR. LOVEJOY: Erik, why is there a parrot on your shoulder?

ERIK: Oh, this is Morocco. I bought him at that pet store a few days ago. He talks, and he hasn't shut up yet.

MOROCCO: *squawks* Where's Fonzie?

ERIK: Doc, quick question.

DR. LOVEJOY: Shoot.

ERIK: Who the hell is Fonzie?

DR. LOVEJOY: …I thought we'd try a little image therapy today.

ERIK: What's that?

DR. LOVEJOY: A relaxation technique. Now, I want you to close your eyes and imagine you're in a peaceful spot.

ERIK: Any place specific?

DR. LOVEJOY: Oh, let's say…a beach.

ERIK: Why a beach?

DR. LOVEJOY: Because it's the first thing that popped into my head. Picture it…a cool breeze blowing…the sound of the waves on the shore…the warm sun shining down—

ERIK: Yeah, sorry, doc. Sunlight's not my thing.

DR. LOVEJOY: Well then, fine, you're in the shade.

ERIK: Under a tree or an umbrella?

DR. LOVEJOY: It's up to you. Now, you're listening to the surf and the seagulls, and—

ERIK: Wait a second. Am I sitting, standing, or lying down?

DR. LOVEJOY: *grumbles* Does it matter?

ERIK: Well, it does to me.

DR. LOVEJOY: All right, which would you rather be doing?

ERIK: I don't feel like standing, and I'm already sitting, but I don't want to get sand all over me—

DR. LOVEJOY: Then you're on a blanket. Anyway, you're lying in the shade, and—

MOROCCO: *squawks* Where's Fonzie?

DR. LOVEJOY: Oh, son of a—Erik, can't you keep that bird quiet?

ERIK: Sorry, doc. No can do. You know, I'm not really a beach person. Can we imagine somewhere else?

DR. LOVEJOY: What do you want to imagine?

ERIK: Anywhere is fine with me.

DR. LOVEJOY: Then you're in a forest clearing—

ERIK: Actually, when I think of forests, I'm reminded of all those Disney movies where some fairy tale princess is surrounded by all the little animals, and she's singing some cutesy song—

DR. LOVEJOY: Fine, Erik, you're not in a forest. You're…paddling up a canal in Venice.

ERIK: Well, I'm never in Venice, but I row myself quite a bit, so—

DR. LOVEJOY: A skiing resort in Aspen, then!

ERIK: I've gotta say, I'm not really a fan of skiing.

DR. LOVEJOY: For God's sake, Erik! Where do you want to be?

ERIK: Shucks, doc, I'm up for anything.

DR. LOVEJOY: …

MOROCCO: *squawks* Where's Fonzie?

DR. LOVEJOY: *deep breath* Erik, when you think of a peaceful place, what comes to mind?

ERIK: Well, I'm happy anywhere so long as Christine is there.

DR. LOVEJOY: Okay, then, you're on a beach, lying on a blanket in the shade, and Christine is there—

ERIK: But I just said I'm not a beach person!

DR. LOVEJOY: *mutters and taps clipboard* Erik, you imagine a peaceful place. Christine is there, you're in a good mood, and you're loving life. Now, in this utopia of your imagination, what are you feeling?

ERIK: That I shouldn't be paying this much an hour to be doing all the thinking around here myself.

DR. LOVEJOY: For the love of God, man! You're not paying me anything! I'm only here because the judge ordered it! I'm doing this for free! The least you could do is work with me a little!

ERIK: Doc, calm down! Count to ten, imagine a peaceful place! Remember what the judge said!

DR. LOVEJOY: …

MOROCCO: *squawks* Where's Fonzie?

Keep the suggestions coming, everyone! Tell me what you think!