We made a difference to the kid who forgot to wear his flea collar last week. His liver had about six hours to go before it turned into pate. There might be quicker fixes around but we're still not out of work.

[All this slurred slightly around the silverware, gripped between his teeth but bobbing slightly as he speaks. Gray, stalking the back of the couch, bumps against his shoulder before leaping down to fill the gap between them with purring furball.]

You're significant. You don't have to ride a broomstick or come from the planet Zog. Ask the patients.

[Ask him.]