George looked over at the doctor. She stared at him hard as if she wasn't quite sure she was supposed to believe him. Yes, she'd come to the hospital hoping that she might find something. Though she fantasized about find a cure, she didn't think one would exist. This was almost too perfect.
She sat up and stood on her knees, peering at the injected zombie.
"Okay, so. We can try again. What's it supposed to do? ...Who's her?"
George was only mostly over her previous crush. Allowing herself a little jealousy distracted her from thinking that this cure was just another dead end.