After finishing her lunch, Adele hurried to the restroom and washed her hands carefully, corrected her attire, and rinsed her mouth from her food. She retracted a small plastic cup, filled it with water and drank it - all this she did in a relaxed pace. She was still smiling lightly: she had never been personally requested before, not in this manner. She looked at herself in the mirror and wondered why a year at this hospital hadn't changed her nearly as much as she thought it would. She shrugged off the thought and wiped her hands dry before she set off towards room 87.<br/><br/>She reached her destination after a brief promenade and knocked on the door before opening it slowly. Inside the room she spotted both Doctor Beauford and Billie, though the decorations of the room caught her eye before the people present in it. It was, Adele imagined, possibly the only room in the hospital that did not look like it belonged there. She had no idea what went on in the basement and the P Ward on the third floor, and she wasn't overly interested in finding out. The sight yesterday had given her trouble sleeping.<br/><br/>'Hello Beth,' she said and nodded. She then turned to Billie and smiled. 'Hi Billie.'<br/><br/>She closed the door behind her and sat down on the carpet next to Beauford. It was soft, and rather comfortable. She ran her hands lightly on it, but interrupted herself soon as she looked at Doctor Beauford.<br/><br/>'What treatment do you think is appropriate, Beth?' she asked gently and smiled.