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"Sidney, I am not crazy. Just bored. I'm only having a little fun!"
Hawkeye sat in the VIP tent with Sidney Freedman, his right leg crossed over his left knee and his hands folded neatly in his lap. On occasion he would unfold them to gesticulate wildly while he spoke, and then become still.
Scrawling something quickly on his notepad, Sidney closed it, and smiled. "I believe you. However, my professional advice would be: Stay away from the guns, loaded or unloaded, so my vacation in Tokyo can remain uninterrupted!" They both laughed briefly, before Hawkeye held the door open for Sidney and followed him out into the early Korean autumn.
"Have a nice trip!"
Hawkeye called out, and got a wave in response as the psychiatrist drove off. Turning around at the sound of cautious footsteps behind him, he grinned as it turned out to be Colonel Potter.
"Well?"
"Still sane."
Potter smiled in relief.
"Good. Gonna knock off all this alien stuff now, right?"
Looking solemn, Hawkeye lifted his eyebrows slightly and declared
"Not on your life."