“Used to having your way, aren’t you?”

Cub blushed slowly, then announced:

“Speaking of having your own way, the night nurse and interne say....”

“I’m a hell-raisin’-huzzy, Doctor?”

He bit his lip:

“What have you been doing?”

Her eyes and voice dilated softly:

“Just asking questions. I’m a newspaper reporter, you know.”

Cub nodded grimly:

“Yes. I know.”