Setsuna picked up an orange cosmopolitan. She sniffed it and took a sip. "Thank you Mr. Bigmouth."
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The Pelvanida group got out of the SUV and into the hospital.
"We're here to pick up Ms. Swimmer." Deimos said. "My name is Deimos if that is needed."
The receptionist, a wiry Iguana nodded. "Hold on. I need to see if she's ready to be discharged." He then pressed the intercom. "2 West, Deimos and a group of his friends are here to pick her up."
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The head nurse at 2 West picked up the patient information sheet for Ms. Swimmer. "Yes, she can be discharged now." She then phoned the volunteer workroom.
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On the volunteer workroom on 3 East, the phone rang.
"Volunteer workroom," a dark skinned man said, picking up the telephone. "Oh, yes a discharge."
He then hung up and turned to the others in the room, an older female Red Fox, a Human teenager and an elderly Clydesdale. "Who's gonna do this one?" he asked.
The elderly Clydesdale got up and grabbed a wheelchair and headed to 2 West.
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"She should be down here soon," the receptionist said to the group.
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"Ms. Swimmer, Deimos and his friends are here to pick you up," an Arctic Fox nurse said, poking his head into the room. He and another nurse came into the room to assist Ms. Swimmer.
"Where exactly did you place my twin sticks and my club?" she asked.
"They're in a locked closet on this wing. Your friends can pick them up for you." the Arctic Fox nurse replied.