I do just the opposite. Pharmaceutical reps who visit my office know that I am eager to receive only what we call "the toys" and that I will not even glance at the latest "controlled study." I take the toys and give them to my children in New York City, who consider it cool to serve Risperdal popcorn to their East Village friends. All right, I admit it: I keep the Prozac pens because they write better than a Mont Blanc. And I go to the dinners at the best restaurants in Providence, because I like a good veal chop. I sit with like-minded friends, and we do our best to be ungrateful guests by quoting studies from "refereed journals" about a competing drug that we have heard about over a prime steak the month before.