"You have no idea what it's like in this body," Wheatley said to Chell. "I have to test. All the time. Or I get this…..this itch. It must be hardwired into the system or something."

"Then why don't you leave the body?" Nora grumbled.

"Ohhh. But I tell you, when I do test….Ohhh! Man alive! Nothing feels better! It's just…why I've gotta test! I've gotta test!"

Nora just shook her head.

"So you're gonna test, and I'm gonna watch. And everything is gonna be just….fine."

"Warning: Core overheating. Nuclear meltdown imminent."

"SHUT UP!"

"Wheatley, please calm down," Nora said. "I hate seeing you like this. Relax."

Wheatley sighed. "Sorry, love." He turned back to the monitor and Nora recognized the next test. It was her test. "Designed this one myself. It's a little bit difficult. Notice the moat area. Very deadly. Extremely dangerous. Eventually. Not at the moment. I'm still working on it, still working on it."

Chell pushed the small button and a Frankenturret dropped down onto the large button.

"Ohhhhhh, yes," Wheatley sighed with pleasure. "Ohhhhh, well done. Ohhh, that's tremendous."

"Good for you," Nora said. "Really. I'm glad that another female was able to make you feel better than I could have."

"I'm going to ignore that," Wheatley grumbled to her. Then he turned back to Chell and said, "Oh, that felt really good. Here's an idea. Since making tests is difficult, why don't you just keep solving this test? Same one. And I can just…watch you solve it. Yes. That sounds much easier."

"I don't think that's going to work," Nora said. "Otherwise, what would be the point in testing at all?"

Wheatley muted the mic for the test chamber. "Nora, love, I'm trying my best," he said. "Will you just stop nagging me?"

"I don't like how much pleasure you're getting out this testing."

"Don't be jealous, dear. You didn't want to be the one to push the button, remember?"

"I am not jealous," Nora said, but she pouted anyway.

Chell went in a loop and pressed the small button again.

"Annnnnnnnd…Nothing," Wheatley said, disappointed. "Alright, can't blame me for trying. Okay…New tests, new tests…There's gotta be some tests around here somewhere." He checked the data files in the system about test chambers. "Oh! Here we go!"

Chell went into the lift and Wheatley muted the mic again.

"Nora, you can admit that you're jealous," he said. "It's cute."

"I'm not!" Nora insisted. "I'm just angry that you need to test to be happy in this body."

"Hey, that's not true! I'm happy with you!"

"Then why don't you let that poor woman go?"

"Because I need to test!" Wheatley shouted. "Look! Just stop harassing me! Try to relax here!"

"I'm rolling around on the floor."

"Fine!" Wheatley constructed a cage around a bit of a management rail and picked up Nora with a claw to attach her to the rail.

"Wheatley, are you crazy?!" Nora yelled. She thrashed around in his grasp. "I don't want to be put in a cage!"

"Love, I'd appreciate it if you didn't move around so much. I'd hate it if I accidentally crushed you while trying to keep my grip on you."

Nora stopped moving and let Wheatley attach her to the rail. "Isn't that better?" Wheatley asked.

"Well, it's better than rolling around on the floor like a soccer ball."

"Good. Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable?"

"Remove the cage?"

Wheatley laughed. "Yeah, right!" he said. "So that you can escape and put your life at risk again? I don't think so. Is there anything I can do besides that?"

"Join me on this rail," Nora said. "I miss having you on the rail with me. I miss having you tickle me."

"I can still tickle you!" Wheatley said. He sent an electric shock onto the rail but it was too much. Nora screamed instead of giggling, and Wheatley immediately stopped. "Oops. Um….Sorry?"