Re: Annie
"Yeah, it's gone," Annie agreed, watching curiously as Radek worked. She had always had a mild fascination with medical procedure, watching television shows about autopsy and bizarre medical facts; as an adult she reasoned it probably had much to do with her mother's insistence on keeping their visits to the doctor at the bare minimum. At least it served her well, keeping her attention occupied enough to lessen the pain. "It was a small one, so it wasn't too difficult. They seemed pretty dumb -- one deep-fried itself, and we were able to round up a bunch of the larger ones into a walk-in freezer."
The cooling pack felt good on her injured hand, but her foot ached plaintively. She might, she realized, be driving home barefoot.
"The really big one was a problem," Anne rambled on. "We put it down but it wasn't easy. The people I was with, the girl, she took a lump on the head and was out for the count. I gave them my number but now I'm wishing I'd gotten theirs. Could have sent them your way. This is all going to be a bitch to explain in an ER, and I don't even know where one is around here."