Walk up to a desk to get a prescription filled. It’s Leslie B. She takes the paper, corrects spelling, and fills them. I don’t have money except a big bill, so I go to get more. She follows me, offering plane rides and other stuff instead.
At 30700, try to find an unoccupied bathroom to take a bath. One looks open, but Kathy Harrell is in there. I get my stuff and go to the master bath. It’s low and overflowing. I soap up quickly and rinse. All the water is gone.