Mox Harris, M.D.,  B-Ward with the 'terns<hr/><br/>Mox watched for a moment or two as the group gathered around the Jane Doe before backing away slowly and sidling up to Kate and the new girl.<br/><br/>He bumped his upper arm against Kate's and said very quietly, "I'll be taking a break as soon as we get through the ward here. Maybe you'd like to share a joint with me."<br/><br/>He winked at Amaya and sidled off knowing that Kate would either show up or not.  Their relationship wasn't exactly a relationship per se, more a very convenient sort of arrangement.  If they showed up at the same time and at the same place, and they were both in the mood, it seemed to work out for them.   Sometimes, he gave her drugs he slipped from the pharmacy, and sometimes she paid him with some oh-so-delicious-lip-service.<br/><br/>He returned to the group with a slight smile to his lips and an anticipatory bulge at the front of his pants.  He stuck his hand in his pockets and looked over the intern's shoulders at the chart for another glance at the lovely enigma that had landed on the ward.  Usually the ones who didn't know who they were had gray hair and smelled like urine.  This one looked more like a sleeping beauty.<br/><br/>Dr. Goldwasser's poke usually got the fakers to wake up pretty quick.