“So that’s about it for the rundown. There should be a room ready for you soon.”
“And like I said before, you’ll be asleep the whole time, and to answer what you wrote on your form here: this procedure has nothing to do with the prostate.”
“Now, let’s get you into a gown and a room, okay?”
“Hello, Dr. Moore.”
“Well, aren’t you early, Mrs. Nigmos.”
“It wasn’t easy, that’s for sure. Ripp wasn’t very eager to go.”
“You must be Ripp, correct? I’m Dr. Moore. I’ll be performing your surgery today.”
“…!!!!!!!”
“Is he… Is he okay?”
“Ah, sorry about that. He’s, um, not very good with doctors.”
“I understand. I’ve dealt with lots of scared patients before, although most are children…”
“Is there a way to calm him down?”
“Don’t worry about that. If all else fails, the promise of ice cream should work just fine.”
“Hey, relax. You heard him, right? There’s free ice cream.”
“…”
“Uh, Phi? I think Ripp’s broken.”
The Sims of San Myshuno 