Babybell strolled down the bright corridor, smelling the fresh green grass. Or at least she imagined she could, but it being winter, and indoors, it was highly unlikely she could actually smell the grass. However the thought of it pleased her. Upon thinking this she thought she could hear music playing, but dismissed it as another stretch of her imagination. But when she listened more carefully she realized it had to be real, there were mistakes in it! Why would she imagine that? She honed in on her hearing and traced the music back to the doctor's lounge where she opened the door. She realized that she probably could have worked that out anyway, seeing as the lounge was the only place with a piano or a CD player, or any way of making music actually. As she looked into the room she saw jameswilson sitting at the piano and cocacola, the cleaner, showing her how to play. This is something Babybell never thought she would see. A cleaner teaching a doctor!! A cleaner knowing more than a doctor!! A cleaner portraying knowledge!! And this wasn't any old cleaner!! This was cocalola! THE cleaner!! Who they all assumed didn't actually know the days of the week....

"Are you ok??" Jameswilson words snapped Babybell back to reality, and she realized that she had been standing in the doorway gaping at them for some time.
"Yeah... I was just..." she jabbed her thumb down the corridor outside the door, stared at them a little longer then left. Having a very short attention span meant that she was back to imagining the grass again by the time she reached Anusha's room, however when she saw Immunity already in the room, talking to Anusha she decided to come back later.

Immunity realized she had said something wrong when she caught the nasty look in Anusha's eyes.
"So, as I understand it, what you're saying is... Correct me if I'm wrong, which I don't think I am... You're saying that..." She tooka deep breath before continuing, not wanting to believe what she was saying "That the only reason that anyone here is concerned about what's wrong with me, or cares at all that I'm sick, is to pass the freakin' inspection!!!"
"No... All I said was that we hope you get better so we can pass... we all ca..."
"Oh don't give me that rubbish!!! Has anyone showed any sign of care for my welfare! NO! All you do is stick needles in me and change my meds!! Wait, scrap that! You send nurses to stick needles in me! Needle after needle after needle!! You know you are the first doctor to visit me since I've been in this stupid bed! So don't give me crap that about caring!!"
Immunity stood by the bed, staring at Anusha, speechless. She opened her mouth and closed it again. She had no idea what to respond! Just as she opened her mouth again her pager went off and she didn't even check what it said before rushing out of the room.