A Second Opinion Can't Hurt

Setting: Kailua Kona. Noon-ish.

Characters: 
Kim: Buys the food/Pays the rent.
Nina: Kim's roommate. Small jack russell. Attitude.
Carrie Bradshaw: Moocher. Loafer.

   Kim is in the living room typing. A nice gentle breeze is blowing in from the lanai...

Nina: (stalks in) Hey listen...! I've got a bone to pick with you- (notices Kim typing) Seriously?

Kim: (resigned) You always have a bone to pick with me. What now.

Nina: Look, we're stuck on the island of LOST, I live with that... that... "fluffy" thing... AND you keep giving me medicine. What did the "pretend" island doctor say?

Kim: He said since your coughing only happened twice on such random dates and your appetite is better that there is no need to do anything differently at this time. I am inclined to agree.

Nina: (suspiciously) I can always tell when you're lying.

Kim: (rolls eyes) How dare you.

   Just then a few squeaks are heard. Carrie Bradshaw bounds in with a girl-doll toy.She places the toy at Kim's feet and starts blowing something fluffy out of her eye.

Carrie Bradshaw: When's lunch? I'm starved!

Nina: (dryly to Carrie) Are you still here?

Kim: Look, I'm emailing Dr. Grant to make sure he got the fax. The island doctor-

Nina: (interrupting/correcting) The "pretend" doctor.... The pretend island doctor.

Kim: (sighs) Fine. Have it your way. The "pretend" island doctor listened to your heart and felt for any possible lumps or bumps. Everything seems fine, of course taking into consideration your heart murmur and your incontinence. As long as I give you your prescription of ppa every 12 hours on the dot, it works. If I'm late by even thirty minutes though, you have an accident.The island doctor DID say that we could up the dose IF we had to. I just want to make sure that Dr. Grant is in the loop in case he has any further suggestions or wants to add anything. Second opinions can't hurt. Look, I wouldn't worry right now if I were you.

Nina: Meh.

Kim: (gets up; stretches) C'mon.Let's fix you two some lunch.

Carrie Bradshaw: (begins to bounce) Lunch! Yessss!

    Amidst Carrie Bradshaw's prancing, Nina tries to avoid collision through a little ducking and        weaving. The attempt is unsuccessful: Carrie trips, Nina topples,...

Carrie Bradshaw: (pauses briefly- stares at Nina) Did I do that?

Nina: Sonofa-!

   Nina indignantly rights herself with as much dignity as she can muster and takes the girly-doll toy out onto the lanai to prepare a voodoo ritual against Kim and Carrie. Unfazed, Carrie Bradshaw skips into the kitchen to watch Kim prepare a tripe lunch.

    Blackout