[for Mindy: dated 17th October]

[so_catholic]

It's a good thing Danny had found a gym so soon after arriving in Darrow. Without one, he's pretty sure he'd have had trouble even lifting Mindy's purse from her desk, let alone lugging it down a few flights of stairs, her coat slung over one arm. He's not sure what she carries in there and he has no desire to find out, but if it means she'll follow him downstairs faster, an aching bicep is a price he's willing to pay.

She had been with a patient when he'd left, so Amelia is tasked with ensuring Mindy not only gets the message but gets a move on too. She doesn't really know what's going on but there's been no doctor drama or slamming of doors, so she's counting today as a good day. So far, anyway.

She's a little tentative as she catches Mindy leaving phlebotomy.

"Doctor Castellano said to tell you he's waiting for you downstairs." She checks her notepad in her hands. "Also that he-- I'm quoting-- has your bag and will donate an item from it to a homeless person every thirty seconds that you're not there. He also said you have to use the stairs..."

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[beyoncepadthai]

"Are you kidding me?!" Mindy demands, pulling off her heels so she can move more quickly down the stairs because if there's one thing, one thing that will get her going, it's the threat of being unintentionally charitable.

"What the hell is some homeless guy going to do with my makeup bag?" she rants to herself as she pauses to catch her breath halfway down, thinking of the best way to kill Danny and how much he has it coming. What the hell is he waiting for her for? Is this some trick to try to get her to exercise? Because it's not... okay, it's kind of working.

Spotting him, she brushes an errant strand of hair from her eyes. "How dare you?!"