Well, Chloe would find out soon enough when she realized the 'snack packs' Navaan had been referring to had been the bags of emergency blood in the back. Those would tide her through slow days when no one came it to be treated.

Or something.

"All right Doctor-Chloe-Sullivan-if-that's-your-real-name, I accept your terms. I will work here at this 'town clinic' for awhile. Because I am a doctor. And doctors work at clinics in between mysteries and adventures and getting laid and stuff. But if anyone tries to poach my patients--!"

Oh. Then it would be on.

Let me know if the Clinic has blood? If not, I'll delete and reping without that line.