Nancy smiled. Her first patient was one of her favorites. She couldn't help having favorites and didn't try to. It was part of the nature of the job, and it came with a bittersweet sense of wishing them to be out of the hospital where she would never see them again. But that only meant they had gotten better, and wasn't that the point of her job?

[color=f26522]"I have arrived for my daily dose Miss Nancy, got anything new and exciting for me today? LSD perhaps?"[/color] 

[color=Brown]"Good morning, Xander."[/color] She said with a laugh. [color=Brown]"No LSD today. But..."[/color] she added in a whisper. Conspiratorially, she reached into the pocket of her blue and brown scrubs and pulled out a tiny bag of jellybeans, which she tore open and poured into a second pill cup. She held out the one with the actual medicine before giving him the jellybeans. She winked at him, and let her voice go back to business. 

[color=Brown]"Swallow all the pills and then open your mouth, please."[/color] 

She had noticed that not once in her small amount of time here did any mail come in for the patients. Or maybe she just didn't see it. In a mental facility she had interned at, there were daily mail calls and care packages from loved ones were handed out, containing treats, letters, and simple things like favorite soaps. That kind of thing was important to the healing process, and she wondered why that wasn't something that seemed to happen here. She just hoped she had somehow missed them. In the meantime, she was testing what her limits were supposed to be by bringing in tiny tokens like that to a select couple of patients. It was one of the only things she had found to look forward to lately.