PRSCB
Anti-Magic Eight Ball
Carina
"Hey, Dr. Greyson!" I called as I walked out of an examination room, anxious to escape the screaming child in there who was desperately trying to evade his flu shot. Judging by the fact she wasn't done buttoning up her lab coat, she probably just walked in. I headed over to her with my clipboard. "You're actually pretty clear today- only Mr. Valance, the guy with a brain tumor, and Ms. Paisley, the young girl who fell of her bike and fractured her spinal vertebrae. Her parents are insanely protective of her, though, so heads up." I handed her her schedule from my clipboard before telling her, "You're also on duty to introduce the new doctor to the facilities. He just moved in from working in John Hopkins- I think. Isn't that crazy? He's also supposed to be a hotshot, at least according to Farrah."
"Hey, Dr. Greyson!" I called as I walked out of an examination room, anxious to escape the screaming child in there who was desperately trying to evade his flu shot. Judging by the fact she wasn't done buttoning up her lab coat, she probably just walked in. I headed over to her with my clipboard. "You're actually pretty clear today- only Mr. Valance, the guy with a brain tumor, and Ms. Paisley, the young girl who fell of her bike and fractured her spinal vertebrae. Her parents are insanely protective of her, though, so heads up." I handed her her schedule from my clipboard before telling her, "You're also on duty to introduce the new doctor to the facilities. He just moved in from working in John Hopkins- I think. Isn't that crazy? He's also supposed to be a hotshot, at least according to Farrah."