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[patriciamydear]

Donleavy is pacing back and forth in the lobby, looking furious. A few of her books and papers have gone missing, and---while she's extremely unlikely to need them soon---she is still greatly upset.

She's also not looking where she's going, which means you might run into her if you're not careful...

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[doctor_pascal]

No-one is more distracted than Pascal, and even more so now that his boyfriend seems to have (again!) vanished. He's nervous and confused, and... yes, bumping straight into Donleavy.

"My apologies, Madame."

[patriciamydear]

"Really!" she replies indignantly, picking herself up with exaggerated care.

Once she is on her own two feet again, she fixes her steely gaze in Pascal's direction.

"Might I inquire, sir, as to why you neglected to notice me?"

[doctor_pascal]

"I am most sorry for your inconvenience, Madame," Pascal says contritely. "I have lost a dear friend and patient, and was looking for him, is all."

[patriciamydear]

"It is no bother," she replies quickly.

"You are a doctor, then?"

Donleavy's always had a certain respect for doctors, much to her chagrin. Maybe it comes from her recent troubles, not to mention dealing with her mother's medical problems. It might even come from having A Study in Scarlet read to her when she was six. In any event, she'll at least make an effort to be polite.

[doctor_pascal]

"I am, Madame," He replies very politely. "I would not be so impolite as to use a title with fallacy. Have you been looking for a physician?"

[patriciamydear]

Donleavy, admit weakeness? Never!

"Oh, no...no," she replies airily.

"But that does explain your hurry."

[doctor_pascal]

"Indeed." He doesn't comment on her reaction - everyone needs a doctor at least once in their life - it's inevitable, like death and taxes, Patricia.

"You wouldn't have seen a tall man with long red hair, perchance?"

[patriciamydear]

"No, I'm sorry to say that I haven't."

[doctor_pascal]

"Thank you, Madame. I should resume my search, then."

[patriciamydear]

"It was a pleasure meeting you, in any case."

See? Even Donleavy is not above social niceties...

Sometimes.

[doctor_pascal]

He bows, then, and turns to go.

Typist is impressed with old bat Patricia.