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ripped it into a million tiny pieces, then ran it through a juicer just to make sure that they tore it up the entire way.” She sobered. “I could deal with Dr. McSteamy dying. And Lexie. And Denny. And…you
should really watch this show. It’s good.”
I had a feeling it would suck if all those people died.
But, I’d be willing to give it a go if it came with her watching it with me.
“I’ll watch it with you sometime,” I offered.
That way, if I was stuck watching that show, at least she would be in the same room with me.
“Deal.” She smiled then. “I…”
“Time to get back to work, Miss Solomon.”
I looked up to find the devil himself standing in the doorway of the break room.
I’d heard the door open, of course, but Frankie had been way too animated about her show for me
to interrupt her by looking away.
Frankie stood and started to gather her trash.
“Oh, has it been an hour already?” she asked, looking worried. “I’m sorry, Dr. Cromwell.”
“It hasn’t been an hour,” I said as I looked at my watch. “It’s been twenty minutes.”
Dr. Cromwell narrowed his eyes at me.
“We’ve had a bad car wreck come in,” he said. “I’d like Francesca to help with it.”
Frankie winked at me and started to put the pizza away, but I waved her off.
“If you don’t mind, I’ll finish this before I go,” I said.
Because I was still hungry, and I still had forty minutes left of my own lunch break. One that didn’t get interrupted by dick hole doctors who said Frankie’s name in a way that I didn’t like.
“That’s fine,” she said as she pushed the box toward me. “Just put away what you don’t eat.”
“Actually, only staff members are allowed to be back here,” Dr. Cromwell interrupted.
“Unfortunately, you’ll have to leave.”
I would’ve rolled my eyes had I not cared about Frankie.
Instead, I held in the eye roll and gathered the pizza.
“It’s okay,” I said as I looked at Frankie who looked like she’d like to argue but knew she
shouldn’t. “I’ll just eat this outside. I need a drink anyway.”
She followed me out with the pizza box in hand, both of us skirting past Cromwell who hadn’t
bothered to get out of the doorway as we passed.
When I passed him, he fell into step behind me, and I knew he was trying for intimidation.
It wouldn’t work.
