Eugene, who'd been squinting out the window himself, glanced back over at her. "Huh? .... oh, pretty good. I took Larry's advice; he always got really good grades right? I mean, he does good at everything." The older man rolled his eyes but looked amused. "It was weird, though ... I mean, what they wanted to hear. That you shouldn't, you know, tell your patients stuff. To leave that all to other people. Don't you think that's kind of strange?" He regarded Brixie with a puzzled, sort of consternated look.
"Or do you think I only think so because I talk too much already?"