Meanwhile, back at the hospital...

[or_mama]

*there just might be a very angry looking doctor dragging walking down the hallway in a blood spattered hawaiian shirt, muttering to herself and...carrying a coconut*

No, I do not like pina coladas, or getting caught in the goddamned rain. And if one more person pulls out a ukelele, I'm going to crack it over his undead head.

((...coming off

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[skateinurface]

Miranda!

[or_mama]

Bikky.

[skateinurface]

Oh, hospital, right -- Dr. Bailey.

What happened?

[or_mama]

Thank you.

Was escorted from the hospital premise by...something. Ever seen Poltergeist?

[skateinurface]

... Don't think so.

[or_mama]

Oh, never mind then. Well, I was deposited at a zombie oyster roast and had to make a bid for freedom.

[skateinurface]

That's crazy are you okay?

[or_mama]

Of course it's crazy, and I'm just fine, see?

[skateinurface]

But there's blood.

[or_mama]

Zombie guts, I assure you.

[skateinurface]

... Okay, if you're sure.

[or_mama]

Is this the face of an uncertain woman?

[skateinurface]

Heh. No, no 'm just checkin'. Glad you're okay.

[or_mama]

Thank you, Bikky. Very sweet of you.