“The doctor’s not so good at rhyming, are you?” Twilight stepped into the doorway, following the book. “But he can oh hello Twilight!” Nurse Redheart made a show of brushing an imaginary spot of dirt off Dr. Stable’s lab coat, while Dr. Goodall badly hid a snicker, to the embarrassment of the nurse. “We were just about to eat dinner; would you care to join us?” 