First, the idea that socializing never killed anybody that would depend on the nature of the socializing, and the company involved. There's a first time for everything, at the least.

Second, the thought of a 'buddy system' fills me with a dread akin to the one I experience every time paisley threatens to return to the runways of Paris. I have the hideous vision of all of us trudging into Harry's clinging to the "safety line" usually reserved for taking pre-schoolers out for a drag.

Third, wouldn't assigned relaxation give the good people here one more thing to worry about?