"Well, keep trying. He should come around eventually. Oh and thanks for the help." She smiled at the doctor, hopping down and wincing at the same time. "Much appreciated." Then turning to Morrison she gave a mischeivous grin. "I need something to drink. Think you can hook me up?" She had now begun to realize why so many soldiers felt the need to get drunk at times and she was no different. The only problem was the fact that she was but 19 and they had all been legal ages. In her mind it shouldn't matter her age, only the level of her maturity... And she felt she deserved at least one drink.