The hospital turned out to be state-of-the-art, still almost smelling like a freshly built facility. The last time I saw a health care center that nice, was when Chelsea forced me to binge watch Celebrities Rehab, and not even that one was this posh.
"Okay, Ilia, do you know her social security number?" - I asked when we were approaching the front desk, but they both knitted their brows so hard, as if they hadn't heard about it before. - "What? You have to know it, otherwise this visit will cost you tens of thousands of dollars."
"No, it won't. It's our hospital, and we don't charge anyone for coming here." - he said matter-of-factly, and this time it was my turn to frown.
"Wow, that's… impressive." - I muttered like a complete i***t. Everything here seems to be different, but someho
