Ceci smiled and nodded at the gorgeous brunette.<br/><br/>"Tiffany, then. You both can call me Ceci if you'd like. It's what my husband calls me."<br/><br/>She didn't know why she was being so open with them already, but she felt like she should be. When Tiffany offered to approach her husband, she considered this for a moment. Part of her didn't want the beautiful doctor anywhere around Earl, but then she changed her mind. Perhaps it would sound better coming from an actual doctor. Sighing, she nodded.<br/><br/>"Yes. Perhaps that would be best."<br/><br/>She scribbled down his cell phone number on a notepad nearby and handed it to Tiffany.<br/><br/>"His name is Earl."<br/><br/>Turning back to Michael, she listened intently to his explanation, and nodded throughout at various points he made. Reaching down, she adjusted her skirt and switched her legs to cross the other way. The movement caused a glimpse of her light blue panties to be visible if one of them happened to be looking, and as she leaned over, her cleavage was slightly more obvious. Still, she seemed more relaxed as she took another sip of tea. The cup was now empty, so she set it aside and took a deep breath.<br/><br/>"Alright. I'll sign up for whatever treatment you think would be best. What is this alternative therapy? What does it involve?"