My concentration was broken now, so I didn't walk away.

"Yes indeed, Chester and Marta will be here for a few days at least, *until* we can safely leave without being recognized. Tomorrow morning, I'll be coloring my hair, putting in clear contacts with different eye color, and growing a goatee." I made the point strongly. "I haven't worn Walmart or Target clothes in years, so it effectively changes my class. That and the other parts of the disguise will help hide who I am. That's part of why I wanted you to get your hair done. We won't get anywhere near the bad ol' Doctor if you don't look different." I just had to tie it into her goals. "And until I can buy a good, cheap car.

"Please, stop thinking I'm going to hit you. I am not the Doctor. And I do not believe in hitting. I care about you, dammit!!" She had me upset with that part. I'm a man, not an animal who needs to hit all the time.

I turned, and started to pace. "I'm really with you on this revenge thing. I believe the man needs some horror of his own, after all he has caused others. But we can't do this wildly; we will have to plan, carefully, and be able to carry it off without suspicion. If we get identified too early, we'll be in jail or back at Mercy... and at HIS mercy. Not a place I ever want to be again!!"