Since he had a low grade fever I got some Tylenol out of my desk and had him take it. I asked if he needed a Diet Coke to wash it down, but he said no. He pulled a store bottle of chocolate milk out of his backpack and drank most of it while swallowing them.
Dr. Grumpy: "Did mom buy you that this morning?"
Frank: "No, I traded Matt for it at lunch last week."
Dr. Grumpy: "LAST WEEK?"
Frank: "Don't worry. It's been in my backpack the whole time, and almost always inside."