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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[u_jerk]

Ah, are you alright, Bailey-sensei?

[or_mama]

Mr. Himura, here. *coconut being thrust into your arms* And I'm as fine as is possible after a close encounter of the zombie kind.

[u_jerk]

*staring at coconut*

What happened?

[or_mama]

I was brought to the worst clam bake ever conceived. And then I got away by using that very coconut.

[u_jerk]

I don't want to ask for the details do I?

[or_mama]

No, you don't. But it should still be just fine for eating or whatever.

[u_jerk]

Ah... I'd rather not.

[or_mama]

Well, do whatever you want with it, then. I'm certainly not going to take it back.

[u_jerk]

I'll... find someone to give it to.

[or_mama]

Very gracious thing for you to do.