[The screen flickers on, and the numbers scroll across the screen idyllically.]
[And then, words. Mocking.]
A pair of negatives make a positive.
Do they not?
An even number of errors should always come clean.
Should they not?
Then two wrongs do make a right.
Then two wrongs do make a right.
Then two wrongs do make a right.
Right?
[The dream ends abruptly, when she awakes, looking rather disgruntled.
A huff.]
... stupid fallacy.