Silver popped his head into the office of Vector The Crocodile, who was roleplaying with his green dollar bills. Shadow also popped his head in, just below Silver's head.

"So, this is what he does all day?" Shadow whispered as he rubbed the back of his head.

Silver nodded. "Yeah. It's creepy. But kind of funny at the same time."

Shadow slapped his forehead, his voice a bit louder. "Silver, there's nothing funny about having autism. It's a real disease, you know…"

Silver glanced down at Shadow, his left eye twitching. "Autism is not a disease, Shadow…"

Vector overheard the two hedgehogs and tossed his table at them, knocking them both out. "Shut up, will ya? Can't a croc have some peace?" He then resumed playing with his dollars, humming merrily as he whistled to himself. "Okay, Dolly…"