Yeah, read the little travel brochure though, so at least I know the basics. I'm guessing this place could always use more people with surgical experience.

[Avisheh's a little tired of standing, so she gathers up a rolling chair and sits in it, bouncing a leg with soft metal clinks each time her heel hits the tile. She continues twirling the scalpel.]

So, no credentials, huh? Come from a place that doesn't believe in that sorta thing?