"Ok, what did you do to the poor guy." Link asked as he lounged against the door frame to the Fellows' lounge.

"I don't know what you're talking about." he replied coyly.

"The intern and before you ask which, let me remind you. There was only ONE ."

Nico shrugged, "I have no idea, what you're talking about..."

"Nico!"

"What!! He was distracting" Nico defended, "I just told him to back the hell off, he was all but on top of me!"

"You need a date," Link diagnosed.

"You need a date." Nico countered as he tyed his laces.

"I'm not the social recluse," Link suggested, "You need a date."

"Wharever, man."

"Come on, man! You've been in Seattle two weeks! And you haven't bothered to go out for a drink let alone dinner."

"Its my Fellowship year!"

"Yeah? Still, you have to maintain your 'tools of the trade. Can't let'em get rusty."

"LINK!"

"People get irritable when their 'tools' get rusty!" He continued unabashed, "I know a bar everybody here goes to,"

"No-"

BEEP BEEP BEEP!!

They checked their pagers, "looks like we have a patient this morning."

"Thank God," Nico muttered under his breath. "What's their stat?"

"Trauma, so-"

"So, assume, critical until further notice." Nico finished as they headed for the elevator.

Six Hours Later

"Ha, that was funny, the intern dropped the basin." Link roared, "What? Was he so dazzeled by my technique, he was shocked numb!" Nico rolled his eyes.

"I think it had more to with me, Link." Nico snickered. "He couldn't see what you and the trauma Doc were doing, he got muscled back."

"Then what happened, Mr. I-saw-everything." Link smirked, "I may have flirted with him a little."

"You won't go to a bar but an ER, thats a different story, man." Link rolled his eyes. "What did you do? What could you have done he was on the other side of the room?"

"I may have winked at him..." Nico said, not quite meeting his mentor's eyes.

"Winked?" Link repeated with a grin.

"Bite me!" He snapped flushing a a hot pink.

In a tuanting sing song voice, Link chimed, "No, thanks, I'll leave that all to Schmidt." He grinned before turning away to leave his fellow to follow along in his wake. "I'm sure, he'd like it." He called over his shoulder.

Leaving a red-face Nico to stalk behind him, silently contemplating his immanent demise.