Liberty shook her head.<br/><br/>"I didn't," she said.  "I already ate.  I just wanted coke."  She raised her glass in demonstration.  There was then a knock on the door, and Liberty went to answer it, sticking her head out.  Someone in the hallway spoke softly to her and she replied, "Yes they're here; I'll give it to them."  She stuck her hand out and then came back into the room with an envelope in hand, which she handed to the girls.  It was an official-sort of looking letter, with the letterhead of the school.  It informed them that they had a physical the following morning; Lauren's was at 7:30, Katie's was at 8:30.  It was in the clinic, no directions were given.  As Katie pulled the letter out and read it, Liberty started looking very hard at Katie's upper arm near her shoulder.<br/><br/>"That's new," she said, pointing; she seemed slightly apprehensive, slightly excited.  It appeared to be a tattoo in purple ink, a swirling tribal pattern.