Julie Markum, M.D.  In B-ward<br/><hr/>As the sexed up Latino woman entered, it was Julie's turn to be surprised.  After all, the woman just waltzed up and kissed...KISSED!  Dr. Goldwasser.  What a strange and remarkable thing to do.  Julie blinked several times as if to clear her vision of the spectacle.<br/><br/>Julie looked over at the latest intern to arrive.  He seemed to lack initiative with his swaggering entrance.  At the very least he was egotistical.  At worst he was an egotistical moron--the latter being unlikely as any intern here would be, by definition, capable at the very least.<br/><br/>Following the group to the bedside of the first patient, she sidled her way to the forefront.<br/><br/>Julie looked at the patient and then back at Dr. Goldwasser,"Well, doctor, without a real examination, the only thing that is obvious is her dementia.  She probably has other gerontological issues, but, without a proper hands on or labs, it would be imprudent to go farther."<br/><br/><br/><br/>Mox Harris, M.D.<hr/><br/>Mox didn't even bother stopping by the office on his way into B ward.  He knew where to find The Fat Man.  And sure, enough, there he was, looking pleased as punch to be surrounded by his new groupies.  He shook his head and sidled up behind the interns.  Looking over the two new lady interns with great interest.   This wasn't something he had seen before.  Not one female doctor, but two!  The nurses would be easier, he knew, but this was equally exciting.<br/><br/>He coughed politely behind the group and waved at The Fat Man, a big grin ear to ear.  Today would be a good day, indeed.  He had counted no less than three new women on the floor and that didn't even include the patients.  Yowsa.  He waived politely at the Gomer in the bed and listened for The Fat Man to launch into Intern Speech Number One.<br/><br/>