" I can't believe I didn't get pedicure for this. How embarrassing. Look at that... " Piper thought, looking at her bare foot with chipped red nail polish. "What's wrong with me? If I were with a real guy doing this, I would've gotten a pedicure. And a wax. I'm pathetic. " She looked at her other foot, wich is also chipped. "Fuck, that one is even worse! When did my toes get so fat? No wonder I'm alone. I'm a fat-toed animal. "
" Sorry I didn't get a pedicure " She said out loud.
"What?" the doctor asks, looking up from between Piper's knees, the light on his head flashing right in her eyes.
" My toes… Sorry. " she answered.
" I'm not looking at your toes. " Dr. Childs said, giving her a playful smile.
" Right. Duh. "
Dr. Harris stands and takes off his gloves. " All done. "
" That's it? " she asks, happy, but also scared.
"That's it! Now, I'll elevate your legs for ten minutes and then you're good to go. " He said, setting a kitchen timer and then pushes a button at the side of the chair, to raise her legs. " Now you just have to relax."
" I can't, I'm freaking out! " she says.
"Everything's going to be great. I have a feeling you and... " he stops to check the empty syringe " … number CRM-101404 are going to make beautiful babies together. "
Piper smiles. " Maybe he's right." She thinks "Yeah… Of course he's right."