When someone was sick you should call a doctor. However clearly none were available because they had summoned Victor Hyun and some other person to help out. Now Victor was no nurse joy...clearly. But that didn't mean he couldn't live the fantasy. He arrived in a grand entrance, coughing as he strided towards the location of the poor sick lamb skewer wannabes. "Hello! It is I! Doctor Hyun at your service! Anyoung haseyo! Arigato! My fams!"

He bowed in his amazing doctor's lab coat. A large square hat was on his head with a cross on it. He was a true Doctorate of Fashion. A professor of stylish medical clothing! Of course he gave his partner to be some time to take in all his splendor. Eventually he looked up. Standing in front of him was a familiar face.

"Oh, its you. The other woman."

Yeah, it was her. Blonde hair and all. Elijah's mistress. The homewrecker of the Hyun house. The woman who had tortured Victor in his dreams. Well, maybe it wasn't that extreme. She might have been a hapless victim in his and Elijah's games but Victor was still jealous. No reason specified. God he hated Elijah!

"Ahem, well, hello again Mrs. Blondie." He smoothed out his lab coat. Well obviously he wasn't going to pull a fast one over this woman considering that she already knew him. What a shame too. Victor played a great Doctor Drake Ramorary.

"Its nice to see you again! Now lets cure some disease!" Victor beamed as he pulled out a dangerous looking needle out his coat pocket. "Who is the patient? Is it you?"