In which a computer gets wet, a lightbulb goes off, and Know/Idea gets a new therapist, in the form of Penelope Dreadful.

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Panel 1:
(Penny, angry, grouches into the help desk phone.)
Penny: There’s nothing I can do! It’s dead! Laptops can’t survive that kind of dousing. No, I won’t work on it! Are you a complete nutter?

Panel 2:
Penny: Well, then next time, try walking your dog somewhere away from your computer!

Panel 3:
(Penny hangs up the phone.)
Penny: These loonies don’t need I.T. support, they need therapy! Say!

Panel 4:
(Penny has set up a therapy booth in the lobby, and stands awaiting her first customer with a huge mallet.)
Penny: ...