At noon, a patient suddenly developed an emergency condition and was rushed to the operating room. Hope Williams found it impossible to leave, and just before entering the operating room, she called Waylon Lewis.
"Hello, Waylon Lewis."
"Hmm, going to stand me up?" The man asked, as if he had anticipated it.
Helplessly touching her forehead, Hope said, "I'm sorry; I can't leave the patient in urgent condition. I need to go into surgery."
"Hmm." The man, looking at some documents, acknowledged the situation with a hum and glanced at his watch before asking, "What plans for tonight?"
"The department's talking about having a dinner together."
"To celebrate your birthday?"
Hope paused for a moment, "You actually remember today is my birthday?"
"..."
There was silence on the other end for two seconds before he asked again, "Is there a place set yet?"
"It's a bit rushed, not yet."
"Hmm, I'll take care of it."