"It's best to be over-prepared for it, but the instructors won't let you do anything unless you're ready. If you can get away with some supplies, practicing IV's on a friend doesn't hurt." Gil said, grinning as he pulled the spoon from his lips and pointed at her, then resumed clearing the cream from his mug. He chuckled and shook his head, remembering the first day of clinicals at the hospital. His first rotation had be had served in the army, the instructor treated his students like he was a drill sergeant. "Don't forgot a small calculator and a handheld PDR, you'd be surprised how many forget. I'm sure you'll do fine, especially with your scores."
Glancing up in time to catch the young woman's usually bright smile diminish, he tilted his head to the side. "What's the matter?"