"You are already back to work, Dr. Ibanez?" Nurse Pavlov asked. "I thought you'd be gone for at least several more weeks."

"No, I got the all-clear and I'm back." He said with a smile. "They have me doing light work, mostly administrative stuff, however, I could not help coming down here my first day back.

"And wearing a very outdated uniform." Nurse Pavlov said with a wry smile. She looked him up and down and had to laugh. "You know, the closest that body ever got to nursing was being in the care of one. Admit it, you just wanted an excuse to do this."

"Of course." He laughed. "But if one can't have a sense of humor about all of this, what can you do? Besides, I know with most of you it will be taken in jest. Some of the, uh, other..."

"Men?"

"Uh, yes, they might not see it as a joke."

"Probably not. More you'll just get hit on, even with your head. Legs like that do get noticed by the men around here. Why do you think I wear the loosest scrubs I can comfortably wear? I'll leave you with that thought, Doctor. Good to see you, though! Take care!"