"Obviously," Cait responded, dryly. If she were a music major, she wouldn't be sitting there. "Doctor Evans has the medical records. He'll review them with my evaluation and determine what he might think to be the problem. If it's psychological, anyways."
Her notes were getting filled with a lot of, what Cait deemed, useless information. And then Lexie said it. The thing Cait had wanted to talk about, but couldn't bring up because of a stupid promise to Eisen. "Mind giving me a play by play, so I'm not biased?" She had head David's side of the story enough. It would be interesting, and possibly hilarious, to hear Lexie's.