It was a long ride.
A long hot ride.
A long hot bumpy ride.
...It was not an enjoyable ride.
But it was all worth it, as soon as Klinger heard the driver shout "Ladies, welcome to the Grand Hyatt Seoul! I'll just go and check you in..." Some of the nurses were unsure.
"We shouldn't be staying at a nice hotel while all the men are back at the 4077th under threat of an arial attack!"
"She's right! It's just... wrong."
"Normally I'd say we deserve it, but right now..."
Klinger couldn't help himself. It was burning up inside the canvas bag and one more moment in there would give him a heatstroke. He tore out of it and took in great, gasping breaths of air amidst the screams of startled nurses.
"KLINGER!"
Eyes wide, he hopped off the truck bed. So close to freedom! So close! That is... until Baker just about bodyslammed him. It looked like she was trying to. Instead she landed on her feet on the dirt beside him and had his arm in a tight grip.
One of the first rules of being a corpsman is...
Never. EVER. Mess with a nurse.
He stopped dead and asked slowly "...Yeah?" Baker stared levelly and said "Klinger, what are you doing here?" "Picking up some new earrings. Why?" "You nut, you can't wear earrings with that. It would look awful!" She commented on his latest ensemble with a look of disgust.
It was true.
He was wearing his fatigues.
The other nurses had gathered around him and were standing with their hands on their hips, awaiting an explanation.