He can't help but wholeheartedly agree with that thought. The only good thing about hospitals are the nurses and the gift shop, specially when they sell those plushies that sing and dance when you clap. He needs to get one for Jackie and another one for the office later.

He sighs. There's something comforting about having Jackie's spirit self by his side, but in the back of his mind, and most important, right in front of his eyes she's fighting for her life. He can try being a little supportive, he can still get nurse Betty's number after this whole deal is over...

He stands and pats imaginary dust off his butt, glancing towards the hospital's garden. "You know, I think I need some fresh air."