Dr. Grumpy: "This is Dr. Grumpy, returning a page."
Mr. Dickens: "Hi, I need you to call in some Imitrex for my sister."
Dr. Grumpy: "What's her name?"
Mr. Dickens: "Martha Cratchit."
Dr. Grumpy (grabs iPad): "Hang on... She's not in my system..."
Mr. Dickens: "Well, she sees a neurologist in Grumpyville. Aren't you guys all connected?"
Dr. Grumpy: "No. You'll need to call her neurologist."
Mr. Dickens: "I don't know who that is. Can't you help me out? It's her Christmas present."
Dr. Grumpy: "Imitrex? Is this a prank call?"
Mr. Dickens: "NO! My sister takes it for her migraines, and I thought I'd get her some."
Dr. Grumpy: "Okay, but I can't help you. She's not my patient."
Mr. Dickens: "Can you at least tell me what pharmacy she goes to, and if it's open today?"
Dr. Grumpy: "I have no idea. Look, I can't help you, and..."
Mr. Dickens: "Isn't it in the neurological database thingie you guys use?"
Dr. Grumpy: "There is no such thing."
Mr. Dickens: "Where's your Christmas spirit? Help me out here."
Dr. Grumpy: "I can't call in a prescription on a patient I don't know."
Mr. Dickens: "Scrooge."
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