[ Doctor tosses a couple pills in his mouth and downs a long drink from the glass she offers him. He licks his lips and nods to himself. ]
All right. Waiting.
[ For once he falls silent. He stands there in front of her and his eyes begin wandering up and around the room. ]
This is a nice kitchen. I think I like cooking. Do you cook? [ At least it was closer to normal conversation. More like something one would say to a stranger in cooking class. ]
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All right. Waiting.
[ For once he falls silent. He stands there in front of her and his eyes begin wandering up and around the room. ]
This is a nice kitchen. I think I like cooking. Do you cook? [ At least it was closer to normal conversation. More like something one would say to a stranger in cooking class. ]