Jones got out of his seat and rounded the end of the desk. The lobby was unusually deserted, thank God, because he didn't think she'd calm down any time soon. "Ergot," he said, the lie rolling off his tongue. "Lorry turned over carrying contaminated wheat and a very small amount got into the water supply. No need for medical attention or alarm, it's already been purged from the tanks and it will soon be gone from your system. Causes low level hallucinations that nevertheless seem very real. I'm so sorry you've been hurt. Is there anyone I can fetch for you?"