But I managed to keep the conversation more or less on a more formal level. Fun, but formal."Well, since you don't seem to have a copy of your resumé...right at hand," (as I hoped, this got another giggle) "how about where you're from, where you're going, and what you plan to do in between?" Gee," she said with another grin, "you don't ask for much, do you!" She looked down at her hands, and thought a minute. "Well, like I said, I'm twenty-three, double-major senior at the university here in. The fires in the center of the witch’s hands burn out, and a smile creeps up on her face. “And that is?”Oh, here we go again... “Relax, I got this,” the girl says under her breath. “Besides, that was a light show. I really haven’t mastered making actual fire yet.”And you couldn’t mention this before I hyped you all up?“Put on a show for me,” the creature says.“A show?”Oh a striptease. Well, we’re screwed. All you have on is a hat and dress.Right before her eyes, a small plant sprouts out from. As she left she said “the doctor will be in shortly”. I got busy removing all my clothing, getting into the gown, and seated on the exam table, hoping the paper did not find my butt, as it turned out the gown did cover me pretty good. After what seemed a long time the doctor came in, a lady about 35 or close to 40, very professional looking, not attractive or plain, just professional, and with a nice calming voice said “good morning, I see you have the gown on, I hope you didn't have in trouble. She looks over with this big smile. I had the heat blasting so when she got in it was nice and warm. She was thanking and apologizing and I was like dude it's ok, I live right near p-burg it's not a problem. I said and I'm not a creeper so don't worry! U are probably safer than with ur boss! She's like yea well thank god I'm pregnant bc hed prob be hitting on me if I wasn't! So I said why would that make a difference? You're very pretty pregnant or not and I'm not trying to creep u out! She was.