You hear a voice in your head...
Testing, testing, 1,2,3. Jonah, speaking to you from inside your head. Nice to see somebody else talks to himself... unless those logs were all something I was meant to record or write down... so, as I stand here at your side, spiritually of course, I have a very important question to ask. I need to tell this man if I want fries with that, but I can't decide if I do. He seems to be genuinely eager, though I doubt that he's sanitary. I don't know why we keep coming back to Space Nandos, but people always keep saying it's good. Though the food is of fairly high quality for a spaceport fast food chain, I can't help but wonder if they actually clean anything in there. Last bag I picked up was filled with space roaches that melted off my arm when I tried to remove them from the take out. Let's just say the officials were not happy when I came back with a new cardboard helmet, aluminum arm, and the lid of a jar that used to contain space roaches.
As for your current predicament, consider it remedied... wait did I press the seal or the human button? I'm sure you'll tell me, right? Errr.. bark once to say that you're ok and twice to say that you need me to press another button. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to fill a mask with a disembodied voice that has mind powers.
Good luck, Slade