With Rachel in the lead, the pair made their way to the table occupied by Sam. He was busy with a bottle of Tippex, meticulously altering receipts with the small brush. When he saw how fetching Rachel looked in her nurse’s uniform, his eyes almost popped out of his head. He hastily put down his tools and openly ogled her. ‘May we join you?’ Rachel said. ‘Uh-huh,’ Sam grunted. A young Thai girl carrying a tray of dirty dishes passed them. She executed a formal bow and said, ‘Kam sah ham ni da.’ ‘What’s she saying?’ Sam said. ‘I suppose she’s asking how the pig is,’ Murdo said. Sam looked at Murdo blankly, and then continued falsifying his receipts. The Thai girl, carrying a notebook and pen, came up to the table. ‘What you have?’ she asked. ‘A bottle of water and two glasses, please,’ Rachel replied. She unbuttoned Murdo’s jacket. ‘Medication time, Angus.’ At the sound of her voice Sam looked up from his receipts. Murdo was fiddling with an array of medicine bottles on the table.
