<strong>Doctor John K. Reindhart</strong><br/><br/>You too, Dok," Avery said with a cheeky smile. When people began moving around with a sense of purpose, she ran a hand through her hair. Standing around wasn't going to help anything, and she assumed that since there were limited medical personnel, John Reindhart would be on a separate team than herself. Through the bustle, it seemed he was being needed elsewhere anyway. "Perhaps we'll see each other again, doctor. As for now, I think I need to go find out what I'm doing here. Again, nice meeting you." Placing a hand on his shoulder thoughtfully, Avery took her leave and began wiggling her way through mingling bodies.<br/><br/>Smiling at her, he answered "I do hope we'll see each other again. Look me up if you want to have some coffee or eat together." That was risky, if she was the wife of someone his life would depend on, but still, she was attractive. And he still didn't know what it was that she did. "I'd like to get to know you better, Avery. Talk to you later." he added, as she left. "Nice ass." he thought, and headed for the Major.