"Depends on your hospital, but I agree, yes," she said with a grin. One thing that could always be commisserated with was the food in prisons. "I always have been and always will be. I like to feed people," she told him. It was no big secret, honestly. It made her feel good to feed people. "Too true," she agreed.
"Yes, I've had a taste. Once. Never again." She'd been tricked into it, mostly good naturedly, but it had made her splutter and swear off the foul stuff. "We all end up thinking of something."