"Bullshit," she replied under the guise of cool amusement when Ella gave her that steady smile that said she was all better and doing just fine. James leaned against the bathroom door, easing it shut for the illusion of privacy although she knew that Rick had headed back to his apartment for the moment.
"I'll bring you something to wear after you're safely seated in the water. If I walk outta here, and you fall, and you break your pretty head on my pretty floor --" In vague illustration, she ran the edge of her bare foot across a line of those white, octagon tiles beneath her. "Well, Rick just won't forgive me.. and then I'll never get my nursing girlscout merit badge, so.." James drew an inward sigh that said this was the final word on the matter.