This is for S. J. Smith, as an unbirthday present, her birthday having slipped me by somehow ...
Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Winry leaves the clinic on her last day of probation with a spring in her step and a satisfactory evaluation in her hand. Tomorrow (finally!) she'll be allowed to see clients unsupervised. No more tag-team diagnoses -- no more delays while the boss scrutinizes her plans. New girl gets the walk-ins, of course, but Winry knows that won't last long: next month, my own clients -- next year, my own shop! She grins and whistles a fanfare as she turns onto the avenue ...
... where she's ambushed by her colleagues and dragged to the nearest pub. New girl gets the first round, too.