“I smile exactly as much as the good doctor tells me I ought to,” he said. “And I eat exactly as many apples as you're supposed to. Everything in moderation, Michael.”
You know, except for that bit where Cornelius Hayes did a bare minimum of anything but making his token flat face.
“Which reminds me that I had wanted to ask you if you would be interested in telling the activities director to try that moderation thing before one of our guests puts her in a full-body cast.” This was a request Hayes made on a weekly basis, if not more often. “'Cause I'd really like to not have to bring people in on those charges.”
A thought occurred to him, and he frowned. “Do any of the guests actually even like her?”