Carla: Wendy, would you watch the phones for me while I go back down to the urology lab?
Wendy: Sure.
Dr. Kelso: Nurse Espinosa, I specifically requested that you transfer Mrs. Merchant to the Morning Side Nursing Home. I'd take her there myself, but then I'd run the risk of bumping into my mother, and the last thing I need is to have another conversation about why she shouldn't have to spend her golden years in a bunk-bed. Now, either do the job we pay you for, or I'll find someone else who will! Oh. [smiles] Have a great day!