When we get this Radiation Ward mess over with, I'll introduce VT to a friend of mine from Atlantis who sings first tenor in the Merman Tabernacle Choir (a Coral Music group who perform with the Eddystone Light Orchestra). Once he gets past his "What's a nice girl like you doing in a dive like this?" line, he'll do just fine. He comes from a long line of Piano Tunas on his mother's side and would probably love to play your scales......

Meanwhile, Ms. DeMilo, upon reaching the Ward and finding Nurse Ratched and her one-time fiancee The Wierd Guy From Radiology (Whose nametag reads "Herman". As in "He was Herman, but he done her wrong", I guess) en flagrante in another sort of "engagemant", locks the door behind her. Running Sore, who knows all sorts of hospital short cuts, pops in a back door and tosses VT's spare pair of feet to InterVenus after offering in vain to install them himself (He gets off on that sort of thing), While she is quickly reinstalling her set of front limbs, Nurse Ratched, who normally never backs down from a fight but is still technically Chief Nurse On Duty, throws on a lab coat and runs out the door, chasing after the Indian orderly. Herman, with pants around his ankles, can't move fast enough as Ms. DeMilo Locks the other door and turns to face him.....