"Garret! You gotta help, it's Sophie!"
Garret was used to the unusual, and the citizens of Eaden were always ready to help, but Wheatley carrying his unconscious daughter into his house was still a bit startling. "Shouldn't Doc handle this?"
"Uh, normally, yes. But Sophie is…" Wheatley pulled Sophie's eyelid back, revealing glowing blue irises. "She's a special case."
"Ok…" Stuff like this was why Garret always kept some liquor nearby. "How did this happen?"
"Hunh?..." Sophie blinked and tried to sit up. "I- I don't know. I just got dizzy from all that buzzing."
"Buzzing?" Garret slapped his forehead. "Doh! I knew I got those wires crossed!"
"What are you talking about?"
"I put the amplifier for your mic together wrong, and it caused some interference." Garret explained. "I don't know how...this works," he said, gesturing to Sophie. "But I'm guessing she picked up on that."
"That's it." Chell said, taking Sophie's hand. "You are going straight home to sleep off that 'buzzing'. And no more DJing for you."
"Uhh, about that.." Wheatley broke in awkwardly. "She's got a request."
For this to make any sense, you're going to have to read chapter 22 of "Wheatley FM."
