Seeing a fight brewing, Dr. Campbell quickly stepped between William Cole and Lawrence Warner's thugs.
"Let's talk this through, no need for violence."
"Linda, give me some face, he is my patient."
Dr. Campbell stepped forward to mediate.
"Slap—" Lawrence Warner slapped Dr. Campbell and sent him tumbling to the ground.
Unsatisfied, he stomped on Dr. Campbell a couple times more: "Screw your face-saving, you worthless wimp."
"Haha... Just look at how pitiful you are!" Linda giggled, covering her mouth with her manicured fingers, her body shaking with laughter.
"I can't stand how pathetic you are, always trying to keep the peace no matter what."
"At least Ryan sticks up for me, this punk dared to say I'm diseased? Doesn't he deserve to be punched?"
She looped an arm through Lawrence Warner's: "Ryan, this guy has a foul mouth. Bust it up for me."
"Then dump him on the streets. Let him learn what he can and can't say."