"Probably not." She said, eying the pills. Interesting.
"Well if you're not going to stick me with any needles.... I think my time here is done." She said, removing her foot. She'd had enough of these silly human games. He obviously wasn't the doctor he said he would be.
"If you require a lab, I have my own-- I've taken over a large pharmaceutical company in downtown Los Angeles. If you need to borrow a centrifuge or a refill of your nervous reflex--" she quipped with a lifted eyebrow. "Or come up with a better insult, by all means, stop by. I'd hate to think you'd stay in here by your sad lonesome keeping witty remarks to yourself..." She walked towards the door, pausing, "Otherwise I might go green with envy." And with that, she was gone.
She shook her head as she walked down the corridor back towards the cab. It was stupid to think for a split second that there was a doctor out there who could reverse a fluke accident like cellularly becoming a plant. She didn't want to truly change anyway... not when there was a big world out there that needed her help. She smirked and stepped into the cab. Regardless, she was interested to see if "Dr. Cool" would even glance at the files she left in his room on both herself and the child Eve.