Post by Fiona McFly on Sept 19, 2018 15:47:50 GMT
Thirty minutes after Sacrifice went off the air, we find Fiona McFly bumping into Debbie Fisher as the latter walks down a corridor with an obvious spring in her step. We see the latter carrying a travel mug filled with piping hot coffee while the former takes a sip from her bottle of green tea.
Fiona McFly: Hi Debbie! How are you feeling?
Debbie Fisher: I’m-a-feelin’ as good as I’ll ever be; although...I prolly won’t get the concept of so’called “entrance music.” Speakin’ of good feelin’s…
Debbie pats Fiona lovingly on the back...
Debbie Fisher: ...ya looked purdy dad-gum impressive in that ring! Ya should be proud.
...leading the latter to giggle slightly. The moment felt kind of awkward though, as Fiona would normally use the “loving back rub” mannerism to give someone praise, but she didn’t press the issue.
Fiona McFly: Oh deary, I was...merely shaking off rust. I’ve got a ways to go before I can feel like me “old self” again.
Debbie nodded her head. We then see a gentleman with a white labcoat step into the picture, sporing a bald head and a green nametag that read “G. TANNEN.”
Dr. Tannen: Excuse me ladies, but...it’s that time of year again.
Fiona smiled. This was the period that IWF conducts its annual drug testing programme, a process in which blood is drawn to make sure none of its personnel have anything illegal in their system.
Fiona McFly: Right, the annual mandatory blood testing period.
Dr. Tannen: And you, Missus McFly, have just made the list!
Debbie raised an eyebrow.
Debbie Fisher: Oh, we never had this sort of testin' in my day. Of course...back then, we didn't know a darn thing when it came to certain substances. More newfangled mess...
Fiona McFly: Oh, it's a'right. It's completely painless...well, it does sting a bit, much like a bee sting.
Dr. Tannen nods his head before pulling out a small notepad.
Dr. Tannen: Now while this test is only for detecting drugs in the bloodstream, my brother down in Corpus Christi, Texas--at Texas A&M-Corpus Christi, no less--offers a more thorough blood examination to check for oddities, diseases, etc. Of course, that would be completely voluntary on your part.
Debbie smiled, taking a sip from her travel mug filled with piping hot coffee.
Debbie Fisher: Oh, what the hell! Even an old maid like me could still use a check-up every once in a while.
Fiona McFly: (chuckling) Hrmm...put me down for the same thing.
The doc reaches into his pocket, pulling out two small business cards with his brother's office printed on them.
Dr. Tannen: My brother's name is David, for the record. Okie-dokie Missus McFly, please follow me...
Debbie watched as Fiona followed Dr. Tannen down the hallway and into a vacated office. She frowned slightly, shaking her head at the thought of having her own blood tested. In her own mind, she felt like she was doing something good by getting herself checked, but in hindsight...she pondered the distinct possibility that, perhaps, her cover might be blown.
Fiona McFly: Hi Debbie! How are you feeling?
Debbie Fisher: I’m-a-feelin’ as good as I’ll ever be; although...I prolly won’t get the concept of so’called “entrance music.” Speakin’ of good feelin’s…
Debbie pats Fiona lovingly on the back...
Debbie Fisher: ...ya looked purdy dad-gum impressive in that ring! Ya should be proud.
...leading the latter to giggle slightly. The moment felt kind of awkward though, as Fiona would normally use the “loving back rub” mannerism to give someone praise, but she didn’t press the issue.
Fiona McFly: Oh deary, I was...merely shaking off rust. I’ve got a ways to go before I can feel like me “old self” again.
Debbie nodded her head. We then see a gentleman with a white labcoat step into the picture, sporing a bald head and a green nametag that read “G. TANNEN.”
Dr. Tannen: Excuse me ladies, but...it’s that time of year again.
Fiona smiled. This was the period that IWF conducts its annual drug testing programme, a process in which blood is drawn to make sure none of its personnel have anything illegal in their system.
Fiona McFly: Right, the annual mandatory blood testing period.
Dr. Tannen: And you, Missus McFly, have just made the list!
Debbie raised an eyebrow.
Debbie Fisher: Oh, we never had this sort of testin' in my day. Of course...back then, we didn't know a darn thing when it came to certain substances. More newfangled mess...
Fiona McFly: Oh, it's a'right. It's completely painless...well, it does sting a bit, much like a bee sting.
Dr. Tannen nods his head before pulling out a small notepad.
Dr. Tannen: Now while this test is only for detecting drugs in the bloodstream, my brother down in Corpus Christi, Texas--at Texas A&M-Corpus Christi, no less--offers a more thorough blood examination to check for oddities, diseases, etc. Of course, that would be completely voluntary on your part.
Debbie smiled, taking a sip from her travel mug filled with piping hot coffee.
Debbie Fisher: Oh, what the hell! Even an old maid like me could still use a check-up every once in a while.
Fiona McFly: (chuckling) Hrmm...put me down for the same thing.
The doc reaches into his pocket, pulling out two small business cards with his brother's office printed on them.
Dr. Tannen: My brother's name is David, for the record. Okie-dokie Missus McFly, please follow me...
Debbie watched as Fiona followed Dr. Tannen down the hallway and into a vacated office. She frowned slightly, shaking her head at the thought of having her own blood tested. In her own mind, she felt like she was doing something good by getting herself checked, but in hindsight...she pondered the distinct possibility that, perhaps, her cover might be blown.