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Armed with her coffee, Isabel opened the library on time.

"Right or left?" she asked, biting her lip to keep from laughing.

"Right," Peter said. He didn't know why he felt like that was a good choice, he just did.

Isabel held out her hand. "Let me see it then."

Peter held out his right hand. He tried doing puppy eyes again too, just to be on the safe side.

"I don't see any thing wrong with it," Isabel told him, running her thumb over his palm. "Where does it hurt?"

"Around?" Peter tried.

"That's pretty not specific," she chuckled. "Any chance of narrowing it down for me? Say maybe your pinkie? Or your thumb?"

"Oh. Uh, thumb?" Peter tried.

"In that case..." Isabel kissed the tip of her index finger on her free hand and pressed it to Peter's thumb. "Does that help?"

Peter snickered. "Tons. Thanks."

"What did you expect?" she asked, attempting to look innocent.

"No clue," Peter admitted. He tugged one of the applications off of the clipboard. "So I'll just take one of these and get it back to you."

"I'm here every Tuesday," Isabel nodded. "And just down the hall the rest of the time."

"Until then," Peter said. "Thanks."

"I'm here to serve," she said with a salute. "And I hope that your hand feels better."