<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong><em>Nurse Amaya Forman, headed to lunch</em>.</strong> </span></span><br/><br/>"That's all right, Miss June," Amaya said in a soothing tone, the friendly smile still affixed on her lovely features.  Gently she patted the bed, straightening the hem of the blanket for the woman, trying not to wince as she hummed and swayed her head.  "You just rest for a little while.  We'll be bringing some lunch up soon.  Would you like a magazine to read?  I've got the latest issue of Vogue in my purse," she whispered the latter, as if sharing a conspirator's secret with her and winked, her smile widening.  "I'd be happy to lend it to you, if you'd like.  Just let me know."  The nurse's attention flickered when the Fat Man paused beside the bed, returning a few moments later with another quick smile.  "Don't worry, Miss June, you'll be good as new in no time!"  Or at least, she hoped.  It seemed rather odd Miss June wouldn't give a first name, but maybe she didn't have one... or maybe she was just stubborn.<br/><br/>With a glance and smile to Kate, Amaya moved away from the beside, replacing Miss June's chart as she whispered, "I'm going to head down to the cafeteria."   What a first day this was turning out!  So far things seemed to be going well, or so she hoped.  Making a very brief stop at the nursing station to get the twenty from her purse, pressed into her hand by daddy on her way out the door, Amaya headed for the cafeteria, softly humming and still smiling.<br/><br/>