Cynthia (http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/8836/01rw.jpg) looked over sympathetically as the stretcher was rolled in.  It took her a few seconds to consider why they wouldn't just send her inside, but she knew that she was a smart girl and could figure it out.  "Oh, did her bed get damaged?"  She moved over towards the side of the stretcher, her bright smile still plastered on as tightly as she could muster.  "You two can go on ahead.  I can get breakfast later."<br/><br/>As she moved over to the side of the stretcher, she gave a bright smile to Piper, remaining still and reassuring when Cynthia noticed that Piper seemed to be having a difficult time with her surroundings.  Cynthia didn't know if the girl was insane or drugged, but it didn't really matter.  "Hi there," she said gently.  "My name's Cynthia.  What's your name?"<br/><br/>Cynthia only barely knew what had happened some time ago when the alarms had gone off, and it would be a lie to say that she wasn't curious, but she knew better than to ask.  On top of being rude, it wasn't this poor girl's fault if she was violent, and Cynthia shouldn't have anything to worry about if the orderlies already said everything was alright.