-- So.
-- Six messages?
-- So.
-- Six messages?
So you're on my floor now. And so is the Doctor.
He doesn't like me much.
Hello, Dr. Banner. I am Mrs. Anne Blythe, a recent arrival via the Tesseract. I was commended to your care by Dr. Beverly Crusher, who it seems is very tied up for the forseeable future. You also come recommended to me by Mr. Steve Rogers. You see, not so very long ago I had some medical problems that left me bedridden for some time, and although I am recovered and am recovering my health still, I thought that I would put myself into the care of a pysician with the intent of ensuring that my health continues to grow. My husband, you see, is a doctor and I am absolutely certain that he would be displeased if I were to disregard my health just as I am gaining it back.
If you would be so kind as to see me, I would be most appreciative. If that is not possible, then I would be grateful for a further recommendation. Thank you.
-- Have you heard from Jenny lately?
So, about that raincheck.
How are you feeling this morning?
Hello.
I was taught how to use Google today. It can be a powerful, useful tool. And I think in many ways it can be dangerous, for the information it contains is capable of breaking hearts.
I would like to speak to you, if you are willing.
-- I'm in a good mood, and I want to keep it. Let's do something. End March on a good note.
-- Bowling? A movie? Something else you'd prefer?
-- Also, do you want to go to prom again?