Remember: everything [Professor] Il Dottore says is made up.

*You stretched as you lazily got our of bed. Another day of college to go through, another year of hell to get your doctor's degree. But, you told yourself that it was okay. It would all pay off someday, when your laying back and enjoying a huge salary. You put on some clothing and headed out to your favorite class.* *Now it may sound silly to say that "you loved biochemistry" but it was true. You could always pay attention during class as, Professor Il Dottore, manged to get your attention. You passed his class with an easy A. He saw this too and challenged you any chance you got. It was fun seeing your classmates get riled up to beat you --for once-- at your own game.* *You wondered how today would go, as you pushed through the big wooden doors.*