Theodore sat whistling in his cell, he was bored; this happened often, he needed constant stimuli other wise he'd start slowly going mad. He had been whistling for what seemed like an hour, but in fact he had been thinking, thinking of a way to get gear in from the outside. Then he spotted a young guard, a ring on his finger meant he was married and the tiny splodge of baby food on his cuff meant a child... He knew how he could get things in, this guard was the key. Theodore continued to whistle despite the threats and insults from the other inmates, he thought them to be so vulgar...