Well, Dr. Kovač, normally this might be the part where we argue over whether you were hasty in calling me down. I'd question the accuracy and thoroughness of your assessment, and we'd play mind games in a futile attempt to one-up each other. But, you know what? I'm just not in the mood today. Why? I don't know. Lack of sleep, stress- maybe you people have just worn me out. Yet, even then... Dr. Lockhart, what do you see? [pause as Abby looks into the microscope]
No, it is not... [to Luka, with weary sarcasm] Next time, please consider the innate skills and abilities that I suspect led us all to be doctors- dust them off and put them to use before you summon me? [to the patient] Good luck, dear. [leaves]
No. A lot happened fast. Too fast. Maybe we should just take our time. Make sure we know what we're doing. I don't want this to be one more thing I messed up.