Scornful, she lets the Doctor know that she has seen his negative medical report on her when she orders her lunch. Well, I think I'll have a large order of 'prognosis negative'. Wait Judith, we can't talk in here. Oh yes we can. Give the poor dear everything she wants.
Time is so short.
Marry her if necessary. I know now why you went to his office that day - to beg him to marry me out of pity. You're kind, Dr. Steele. You're both so kind. So long, my friends.