"You want me to put Mr. Snuggles into an induced coma." Wilson raised an eyebrow. "You monster." He grinned impishly at her, the same smile that most the the nurses called 'The Mr. Darcy'. He appreciated a nursing staff that read the classics.
Walking with him, he smiled and thought to himself. "It was about five minutes after I came on rotation - department heads get twice monthlies - so, I'd estimate three minutes?" Wilson winced. "That sounds awful."