Dr. Grumpy: "So, the brain MRI looked okay. How have you been doing since the last visit?"
Ms. Dixon: "Did it confirm that I'm an Aquarius?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Excuse me?"
Ms. Dixon: "The brain MRI. Did it confirm that I'm an Aquarius?"
Dr. Grumpy: "That's not part of the MRI, or my field. I think it's based on your birthday. How have you..."
Ms. Dixon: "Nonsense. The MRI must be able to confirm things of that importance. Otherwise, what's the point of doing the study at all?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Uh..."
Ms. Dixon: "Besides, Madam Irene told me the MRI can do that sort of thing. She should know. She went to a special school to learn about such things. She has a diploma."
Dr. Grumpy: "To get back to my question, how have your symptoms been doing?"
Ms. Dixon: "I'm not happy that you aren't answering MY question. Can you print up the MRI report? I'd rather just take it to Madam Irene and talk to her."
