[color=00a651][u][b]Dr. Arthur West, Salem Diner[/b][/u][/color]

Arthur was cautiously attempting to take another bite of the mutfruit pie when an argument flared up between two of the townspeople in the bar. From what Arthur had been able to catch, one of them was furious at another for not helping an injured person. 

[i]“Doctor, there is an Injured woman in that apartment block that I will be bring to your clinic soon... I do not know her current condition but I believe she has been shot and lost a considerable amount of blood... “[/i]

Arthur perked up when he saw the man was addressing him. He had a tiny spoonful of pie en-route to his mouth and he stopped midway to look at the man like a deer frozen in headlights. Slowly, he lowered the spoon back to the plate and spoke up,

"Uhh..oh yes...of course...," He said timidly, not exactly liking the attention he was receiving, "Although if the woman's condition is severe I should probably accompany you to make sure she's stable enough to mov..."

He was cut off as the other woman snarled back her rebuttal,
[i]
"She is stable. This isn't my first rodeo. I checked her for signs of complications in the time after I bound her wounds. The good doctor would have been an infinitely better alternative, but that wasn't what she wanted, and I honored her wishes. She wanted to be left alone. I am well aware that such a thing is sub-optimal, but it is out of my control."[/i]

"....Oh, well then I..." Arthur slowly sat back down on the stool. 

[i] "You were on the right track. But she is on the third floor. You gave up too early. I'll take you there, should the good doctor be interested in tagging along. You would be worthless to her on your own. However...I will not take your whiny ass anywhere until you simmer down. You're only making it worse.""[/i]

Arthur waited to make sure the woman had finished before he slowly got back up off the stool again. He wasn't sure if he should be standing or sitting at this point. He awkwardly cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses out of nervousness,

"So...um...should I go...grab my medical bag?"