Scrubs for Sale
"Hi Bambi!" The curvy figure of Nurse Carla Turk-Espinoza came into view. "Listen, Mr Michaels up in room 10 needs an extubation and Turk," she spun round, kissed her husband and handed him a chart. "Ms Stephens in room 36 needs a surgical consult." She said, pulling a face.
"Hey baby! What's wrong with Ms Stephens?" Christopher Turk grinned cheekily and winked at his best friend. Ms Stephens was having a breast reduction, as too many breast reductions had made her blood too filled with plastic. "I man, you're not…jealous are you?" he smiled and hugged her. "Come on baby! Fo' shizzle dizzle! You know what I'm sayin'?" he lifted his hand up, and seconds later, the muscly figure of the Todd, high fived him.
"Come on! Show the Todd some love!" Todd looked at the slightly scrawny figure of JD and lifted his hand up.
God!I hate showing the Todd love! Jd thought and reluctantly high fived him. Ow!!!
"Anyway, Ms Stephens is having a breast reduction, and I'm gonna go stop it! Comprende?!" he grinned at Carla, but seconds later, she had him in a death grip.
"OK, first of all, don't you dare say anything to me ever again, and second… You ever try one of your cheap little tricks on me and I swear to god, I will make sure your body is so busted in, Jesus can't even fix it! You understand what I'm saying?" she growled and pushed him away.