Shoving the table away, Mark laid back down.

"At least it doesn't have any scent. That folder have the report for me to sign?"

Still looking at the tray, April offered Mark the folder.

"All done - just waiting for you to read it over and sign."

Then April turned to the nurse.

"Any rules against me bringing him something he can eat?"

The nurse looked sympathetic, but undecided.

"The doctor won't be happy if he starts vomiting. But the doctor won't be happy if he doesn't eat either."

"I won't bring anything heavy or greasy."