Bonnie Sveen Fan, I'm glad you like 'pillock of the community'. I would never usually use that word, but I can't resist a pun! And we can't resist Cal either. Alicia is okay really - she just drank too much and mixed her drinks, which is always a bad idea, especially for her! Thank you for your review.

Tanith Panic, thank you for your review - I'm glad you still like this. Sandy does have quite a horrible time in Grease, which means Alicia is going to have a difficult time too. In the original stage musical script, Kenickie stole the hub caps for his car, but that's cut out of the actual stage musical and I can't see Max stealing.

Max snatched the dice from Jack. "I mean it! Put them back on the car!"

"So what are you doing with this clapped-out old banger anyway?" said Cal.

Max glared at him. "You'd better not be talking about Zoe."

Cal laughed. "Of course not! I mean this car."

"I told you I was getting a car!" said Max, but he smiled as he looked at it again. "This is 'Zoe Lightning'."

"'Fast Zoe'. Right. Of course it is," said Cal.

"Do you seriously expect Zoe to agree to have sex in that thing?" said Iain.

Cal poked Max in the arm. "They've probably done it in worse places!"

Max pushed Cal away. "It just needs a bit of painting and the engine sorted out. Then it'll look great."

"Yeah… good luck with that," said Cal.

Lofty stepped forward. "I think it looks great, Max."

Ethan nodded. "I'm sure Zoe will love it. It's not really about what the car looks like: it's about who you're with."

Jez laughed. "Even Ethan knows it's a rubbish car!"

Ethan looked horrified. "Max, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it like that!"

"Yeah, I know, Ethan," said Max, but he looked bit sad. "I just wanted a nice car, you know? And there's only so much you can get on a porter's wage." He stared dreamily into the distance.

"Just let me wave my magic wand and your wish will come true," said Jack.

Jez looked like he found the thought of Jack's magic wand quite exciting.

"Overhead lifters… four-barrel quads… fuel-injection cut-off…" murmured Max. "Chrome-plated rods… purple-frenched taillights… thirty inch fins… palomino dashboard… oh yeah."

"You don't ask a lot, do you?" said Jack. "But here you go. Tell you what: I'll throw in some dual muffler twins with new pistons, plugs and shocks. As long as I get to ride in it with you."

Max looked at the car again, but to his amazement, it had changed. It was no longer a rusty red with the doors falling off. It was a sleek, shining silver model.

Max heard screams from behind him. A crowd of girls were standing there, staring in amazement at the car. Max jumped up onto the car and for some reason, he started dancing. Lofty jumped up beside him and didn't fall off. Even Ethan's dancing looked good. And Cal's dancing… well, it actually wasn't as good as Max's.

Max started up the engine and they roared through Holby, breaking all the speed limits and causing pedestrians to scuttle out of the way before staring at Max in awe. He saw Connie out with Jacob and Grace; they all pointed in the car in excitement. Connie and Grace even blew him a kiss. Zoe, Rita, Honey, Robyn, Louise and Alicia ran out of the pub, whooping loudly.

"I want you, Max!" shouted Zoe.

Then he heard Zoe's voice again.

"What the hell is that?"

Max blinked and suddenly, he wasn't driving anymore. His car wasn't silver and shiny, though he still loved it. And his dancing wasn't nearly as good as Cal's (though it was still better than Ethan's).

"Careful, Lofty!" said Ethan, grabbing his arm as he nearly fell off the car. "Perhaps this isn't a very sensible idea."

"Is that your new convertible?" said Zoe in disbelief.

"Yeah. Isn't it great?" said Max.

"Yeah… about as great as a second-hand ice-cream van," said Zoe.

"Fine!" said Max. "If that's how you feel, why don't you go back to your girls' night out. I know it's not as good as your car, but you're a doctor. I'm a porter. I'm sure most girls wouldn't mind."

"I wouldn't!" said Jack.

"It's not about what the car looks like," said Max, remembering what Ethan had accidentally said. "It's about the person you're with."

"Okay; fine," sighed Zoe. She looked at the others. "What did you bring them for? This isn't a gang bang."

"No? Pity," said Jez.

"I'll give them all a lift home, then I'll come back for you," said Max. "Why don't you meet me at the pub?"

Zoe kissed him. "Make it quick. You never know who might hit on me."

"Don't worry," said Lofty. "We can get the bus home. We wouldn't want to cut into your date."

Cal didn't look happy. "The bus?"

"I'll pay," said Ethan in a low voice. "This time."

Iain grinned. "Great! Thanks, Ethan. It is tough sometimes, being on a paramedic's pay."

"Yeah, thanks, Ethan. I really appreciate it," said Jez. "I am a bit short this week."

Jack gave Ethan a hug. "Cheers, gorgeous."

"What can I say?" said Cal. "My brother's the best."

Ethan looked hopelessly at Lofty.

"I'll pay half," Lofty said to him quietly as they walked away. "And we'll talk to them tomorrow. They're all a bit drunk now so they probably don't know what they're saying."

Ethan smiled gratefully at Lofty, though he didn't look too hopeful.

Zoe resurfaced from giving Max a kiss that made him wish they'd hurry up and leave. "Cal?" called Zoe.

Cal turned. "What?"

"Rita just took your girlfriend home. I think maybe she drank something that didn't agree with her."

"Girlfriend?" said Cal, laughing a bit nervously. "Which one?"

"Alicia Munroe."

Cal stared at her. "Alicia? And she drank something that didn't… is she okay? I mean… purely out of medical interest."

"Medical interest," said Zoe. "Yeah, I believe you."

"I'm a doctor," said Cal. "I'm supposed to be interested in medicine."

"Yes: that's what I've been telling you for years," said Ethan. "But I do hope Alicia's okay. Is um…is everyone else okay?"

"Anyone in particular?" said Zoe. "I'm fine. Rita's fine. Louise is fine. Robyn's fine."

Lofty gave Ethan a sympathetic look and asked: "What about Honey?"

There was a big smile on Zoe's face. "Honey's fine too. But I'll tell her you were asking after her, Lofty. I'll tell Robyn too. She wouldn't want to miss a bit of gossip like that."

Max knew Zoe was joking. He'd have to remember to reassure Lofty later, but for now, he had other plans. "Okay, Zoe. Shall we go then?"

Zoe grabbed him by the collar and pushed him into the car. "You drive, Max. I'll just drive you crazy."

"You already are…" groaned Max.

The customer thumped the cup down in front of Honey. "I asked for a latte!"

"That is a latte," said Honey. "Isn't it?"

The customer tore the lid off. "A latte has coffee in. Not tea. A latte has steamed milk. A latte doesn't taste like you spat in it… or worse."

"I'm very sorry," said Honey, trying not to cry. "I'll get you another one."

"Don't brother!" the customer said rudely. "Just give me my money back and I'll go."

Honey shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I do don't do refunds."

He slammed his fist down on the table. "And I don't do getting mucked about by shop girls! Just do as your told and you won't regret it."

Honey was crying as she opened the till. She counted out the money and put it into his outstretched hand.

"All of it!"

"That is all of it," sobbed Honey.

The man counted it. "It better had be!" he said and walked off.

Honey picked up the cup in a shaky hand and some of the hot tea splashed onto her hand. Sobbing even harder, she put it down again and ran out of the shop, but Noel wasn't on reception. Only Louise was there, and Honey knew better than to expect sympathy from her.

"Honey, what's wrong?" asked Louise.

Honey cradled her burned hand. "Where's my dad?"

"He's on his break." Louise came out from behind the desk. "Have you hurt yourself? Let me see."

Honey was too upset to argue. "I burned it on some tea, but it was supposed to be a latte!"

"It's okay," said Louise. "Come with me and I'll sort it out." She looked around. "Mac, can you take over the desk and give Noel a call to say Honey needs him? Thanks. We'll be in the loos. Tell him to knock first or he'll hear all about it from me."

Louise put her arm around Honey and led her to the bathroom. She turned on the cold tap and held Honey's hand under it. "There: just keep it there for a while. Oh, I'd better take your rings and your bracelets off in case your hands start to swell." Gently, Louise removed them. "Okay, it doesn't look too bad – I know it really hurts, but the cold water should sort that out. It's just superficial, but the best thing to do is to let it cool with water, so don't use any adhesive dressings or any of those cooling spray things. If you think you're likely to knock it or splash it again, I can get you a non-adhesive dressing, but they're usually only recommended if you've got a blister that's likely to burst – but you're not going to get a blister. Your burn isn't severe enough."

Honey stared at her. "How do you know all that?"

"I'm a trained… first aider," said Louise. "All receptionists are advised to get first aid training. I just don't usually use mine as there are so many people here who can do it better."

"Lily, can I have some help, please?" asked Ash.

Lily smiled at the handsome consultant and moved away from Alicia. "Dr Ashford, are you going to the awards dinner?"

"I think we should save this conversation for another time, Lily," said Ash. "And I meant Alicia too."

Alicia's face lit up and she almost skipped across the room to join them. "Thank you, Dr Ashford. I'll do whatever you ask me to. If you just want me to observe, I'll observe."

Ash quickly gave them both the patient's details. "Okay, Alicia, what tests do you think we need to run?"

"You can't ask her that!" said Lily jealously. "She's not ready."

"Well, I would say a chest x-ray and ECG as the breath sounds are a little wheezy," said Alicia.

Lily glared at her. "And I think perhaps the blood pouring out of her leg might also be of concern?"

"All right, Lily. I'll deal with that," said Ash, putting pressure on it.

Alicia looked a bit nervous, but she spoke calmly. "David, can you cross-match eight units of blood, please? And, um, I'd like some FBCs, U&Es…"

"She's not ready for this!" Lily said sharply to Ash.

A bell started ringing loudly. "She's arrested!" said Rita.