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Seattle has never looked so good.

As long as you like rain.

Nearly dying anything looks good you know?

Yeah, I know.

How about you how you holding up?

Great as long as I avoid the nurses station.

Could be a wise choice.

Mind if I hide out with you?

I don't mind at all. All I have is a crappy hotel room. He chuckled.

I'll trade you my gossipy nurses.

I think I'll pass. I might get uncomfortable when they start checking me out.

Got to love those backless gowns.

Yeah never understood why they torture us patients by making our asses hang out.

Sometimes it's torture for us too, other times not so much.

I'm not even going to ask what you though when it came to me.

Don't want to hear how you did on the rating system?

Alright see now you have my curiousity piqued.

You did well.

Well I'm glad then.

One of the nicer patients too.

I try to be.

You do pretty well.

Got some good doctors there.

We do try.

What, with the nation's rainiest city and highest suicide rate, who wouldn't wanna live there?

Looks good to me after almost dying.

Ain't that great? Want a medal?

I'll pass on the medal thanks. Smirks Seattle ain't that bad.

Yeah. You're boring me now.

Run along then.