Short-Staffed [Toris Laurinaitis & Terje Jordahl]

Glad for the blood pressure cuff to be removed, he brought this head back down to look at the doctor. Hearing the question being asked of him, he shook his head, because he never really got sick enough to need a shot on top of never actually having it. Maybe it had to do with where he grew up and everything? Whatever. "Nei, hvor--Why?" He caught himself short, switching to English, forgetting for a moment where he was.

"Well then, I think doing that next should be in order, don't you" Toris said, with a nod. He went over to a few drawers, taking out a thin plastic cylinder, some alcohol pads, and a bandaid "We give free vaccines if they're important...which they are for you. This is the newest flu vaccine... and yes, it will be a shot" He explained "After this, we should be done." He unwrapped an alcohol pad, and, loosely grasping Terje's forearm, rubbed the alcohol soaked fabric on a spot.

"What?! Why should I need a flu shot? You're going to kill me." Not literally of course, but for someone who has never gotten the shot he will most likely get extremely sick from it for days. He hated being sick and therefore didn't want to risk getting ill. Moving off the patient bed he headed towards the door to leave. He was not going to accept to be shot up with the vaccine at all.