Taylor was clinging to a hope that was based on nothing but the word of the woman who walked next to him.  He had no way of knowing if she would actually do as she said and find a way to get him out of there.  She seemed to agree with everything he was saying, telling him everything he wanted to hear, but did he notice.  No.  He was the naive sort, and never knew any better.  He had never been in such a situation where his very future depended on the word of just one person.  Taylor had gone through life on mostly autopilot, not doing anything striking or memorable.  If Doctor Simone had bothered to ask him outright about his deviant behavior, she would have found out that he was utterly ordinary.  No women's underwear, no freaky fetishes to worry about.  A simple jerk to some porn every other night was what he managed.  He was as vanilla as it got.<br/><br/>"Am I going to have to...be part of these groups?  I'm sure they're enlightening and all, but I'm having a hard enough time dealing with being in here mistakenly.  If I have to participate in these therapy sessions, it might be a little awkward."  He said though continued listening to her speak.  What she said made sense, red tape and all that.  With the number of malpractice suits in the country, it's no wonder that every institution, public and private, are set up in such a way to watch their ass with three other people watching them watch their ass.  Taylor sighed heavily but gave in.  It seemed to be out of her hands, and he couldn't blame them for not letting him out.  As far as she was concerned, he was as insane as the rest until proven otherwise.  Taylor then laughed at her encouragement to take advantage of the situation.  "I can follow that logic, but I really just want to get out of here."  He offered.<br/><br/>He quickly gave her the name and number of his workplace, hoping she would call and take care of things.  Of course, she would leave out the part where he was being held in a mental institution.  He was sure that his boss would find that little aspect of his absence most interesting.  Taylor was grateful for any distraction to take away attention from the slip of words he had just had.  In all honesty, he did find Dr. Simone quite attractive.  She was very beautiful, and if he were in a more appropriate setting, he would have called her 'hot' even though he reserved such remarks for other places where there was usually music, cigarette smoke, and a few dozen sweaty bodies bumping and grinding on a dance floor.<br/><br/>"Dr. Simone, I really appreciate what you're doing for me.  You know I think most others in here might just wave me off without even listening, but I'm really glad you've taken the time to at least hear me out."  He said, thanking her probably more than he should, but given the nature of the situation, he was more than happy to lay on as much respect and appreciation as he could.<br/><br/>"Will I be staying in my room for the duration until you hear back from the investigator and confirm that I am actually who I say I am?"  He asked, rather interested in what his fate for the next three days would be.