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Dr. Balis:
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Hello?
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Mr. Michel:
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Hey, Doc!
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Dr. Balis:
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Who is this?
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Mr. Michel:
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It's me, Herb.
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Dr. Balis:
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I haven't heard from you...
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Mr. Michel:
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You're not going to believe this, but I did it! I got hitched!
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Dr. Balis:
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You got married?
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Mr. Michel:
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Yeah, good old shotgun wedding at the quickie marriage capital of the world--Reno, Nevada.
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Dr. Balis:
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I must admit, I'm surprised. I thought you were against the idea.
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Mr. Michel:
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Well, I thought about it and decided it was the smart thing to do. This way, Lenore's covered by my benefits, and the HMO will pay for the abortion. I'll also get a tax break.
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Dr. Balis:
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I hate to be the one to tell you this, but...
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Mr. Michel:
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Hey! Can you keep it down over there? I'm on the phone! Sorry, Doc.
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Dr. Balis:
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That's all right. As I was saying...
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Mr. Michel:
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I've got to go, Doc. I'm almost out of quarters. I'm through with slot machines, I'm heading for the tables now.
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Dr. Balis:
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Would you like to schedule an appointment to come and see me?
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Mr. Michel:
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That's why I'm calling. My car's acting up on me again. I'm pretty sure I'll make it back to the city...can I bring Lenore next time?
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Dr. Balis:
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Hmm. I'm not sure...
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Mr. Michel:
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Maybe you can talk some sense into her.
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Dr. Balis:
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All right, you can bring Lenore with you to your next session. How about Thursday, September 17, at ten in the morning?
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Mr. Michel:
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Great. I'll be seeing you, Doc!
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Dr. Balis:
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Goodbye, Herb.
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