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Knox is so good, looking for reasonable and humane solutions.
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Out on the street, Knox, Rodrigo, Picknar, and Thoos bump into Craig, an old classmate of Knox. Craig, on seeing Knox, said “oh, hey, Knoxy. What’s up?” Knox said, “Hey, Craig. I’m glad I ran into you. We’ve known each other since high school, and now that you’re a police officer you must know some basic law, right?” Craig said, “duh. Yeah. Of course.” Knox then asked him, “what would be the legal process if there were two women we knew who insisted they were aliens, and who should be committed to a mental facility?” Craig replied, “that’s two separate questions. To be committed, a doctor would have to say they’re crazy and intended harm, but weren’t sane enough to realize it.” Disappointed in this answer, Knox said, “hrm. That might not work. they both seem silly, but harmless.” Leaning in, Craig said, “but if they’re aliens, I’d simply arrest them.” Realizing what Craig is thinking, Knox said nervously, “what? Heh. No. I’m sure they’re not actually aliens, they’re just nuts.” Thoos chimed in, “we totally are aliens, he just doesn’t believe us.” Feeling he’s losing this battle, Knox said, “It’s not what you think. They’re not aliens from Mexico, they’re aliens from space. I mean they aren’t that either, but-” Craig interrupted him, “you’re still a weirdo, Knox. It’s amazing how little changes since high school.” Finally, giving up, Knox said, “I’m beginning to think that space is where one should want to be. To actually get a little peace and relaxation.”
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