Julian headed over to Harmony Hospital. He rushed up to the nurses' station. "Is Dr. Russell here?" he panted.
"Do you have an appointment?" the nurse asked.
"What?" Julian asked.
"No appointment, no Dr. Russell." She folded her arms across her chest.
"Do you know who you are speaking to?" Julian demanded.
"The King of France?" she retorted.
"You are new here, aren't you?" He glared at her.
"What if I am?" she replied.
"Well, I am Julian Crane. THE Julian Crane." He straightened up, expecting her to be impressed.
"Big deal!" she huffed. "I am Priscilla Johnson, THE Priscilla Johnson."
"Smart ass," Julian said to himself as he stepped away from the nurses' station, trying to decide where to look next.