<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong><em>Nurse Amaya Forman, leaving the cafeteria.</em></strong> </span></span><br/><br/>"Oh my," Amaya murmured, her Popsicle lowered once she took a small bite off the top of it, and her eyes glanced over to Dr. Montero.  Uncomfortably she shifted and glanced down.  Was it because of the way she looked?  Somehow she wasn't getting good vibes from the female Doctor and her eyes swept to the container that had nearly been slapped onto the table.  Swallowing hard, she gave a quick smile before scooping her used plate together, the brownie folded into a napkin and slid safely into the apron pocket of her uniform.  Maybe this place was more like General Hospital than she realized; they could be lovers and Dr. Jackson had just kissed her on the cheek.  The idea latched onto Amaya's mind and held firm as she rose suddenly and was stepping away.<br/><br/>"Nice meeting you!"  Taking her plate with her, she turned, bumped into the chair behind her with a wince, and then straightened herself before she continued on, licking some more at the errant juices from her frozen treat.  The trash deposited, she continued out of the cafeteria.  There were other places to check out while she still could and that wouldn't put her into the awkwardness between lovers!