Following Gray's directions, Claire made her way to the clinic where Trent worked, a huge grin plastered upon her face.

"Hi Trent!" she called when she was in the office. A girl walked past her, turning slightly at the sight of her.

"Claire?" the girl asked tentatively, cocking her head.

"Oh my God, Elli is that you?"

The girl-Elli-grinned. "In the flesh." Claire ran to her.

"Wow," she said. "When's the last time I saw you? Kindergarden?"

"Probably," Elli replied, tousling her short mousy brown hair. "So, what brings you here?"

"Well-" Claire stopped when the doctor appeared from the doorway in a white lab coat. "Hey Trent!"

Elli furrowed her brow at the doctor. "You know her?" She didn't bother hiding the annoyance from her voice. Trent shrugged.

"Yeah," Claire answered, her heart fluttering. "I met him last night, we danced at the inn together."

"It's very nice to see you Claire," Trent said, stepping closer to her. She felt red creeping into her face, and smiled. Elli made her way towards the desk, fumbling for papers, narrowing her eyes.

"I, uh," Claire began sheepishly. "I was wondering if you'd maybe, um, like to go for a walk, or something." Geez Claire, can you get a sentence right?

Trent frowned. "Sorry Claire, but I'm a bit busy today."

Claire prayed disappointment didn't show on her face, so she smiled assuringly. "No, that's fine. Don't worry about it-I understand. You know, you're a doctor, so that means you're busy, 'cause, you know, you're doctor..." Oh God Claire, you're babbling.

"Ah yes," Trent said, playing with his stethoscope. "I found a tonic from another town. Since you're a farmer, it's helps you energize and recover from fatigue at the same time. It's not as effective as the medicine I got here, so I don't sell it here, but..." His voice trailed off. "I did make some improvements so it should work. It's bitter though."

"Why doesn't Claire try it?" Elli piped up. "I mean, you wouldn't mind, would you Claire?" Her voice was as sweet as maple syrup.

"Uh, no," Claire said nervously. "Of course I don't mind." If Elli was trying to be intimidating, it wasn't working.

Trent smiled. "Great! Here." He handed her a murky green liquid.

Bottoms up, she thought, grimacing. She drank it full, and when the glass was empty, she clutched her stomach, sick.

"It wasn't good?" Trent asked, tilting is head. If Claire wasn't about to vomit, she'd have thought he looked cute like that. "But it works, right?"

Claire gave him a weak smile, even though it really didn't. "Sure," she answered slightly.

He grinned. "I knew you'd understand the quality of this tonic!"

"How 'bout one more?" Elli asked from the other room.

Trent laughed, as if he thought Elli was being serious. She was. "That's enough for today. See you around Claire." He smiled, walking out of the room.

Claire strolled to the doorway. "Bye Elli!" she said. Elli gave a wave that died out in the middle, flipping through a nurse's manual, not looking at Claire.

Feeling like she was floating, Claire felt the nausea fade away. She got to see Trent, and even though he made her drink an awful liquid, it was worth it, right?