[ he shuts the door (and locks it) behind them as koby stomps into the room, tracking muddy prints all over a rug that he doesn't own and doesn't give a shit about. he circles back around behind the desk, fluffing some papers and organizing a few things. ]

It will teach you to be more observant. That and if you really wanted that prescription, you would have found a way. I'm going to subtract a pill for every ten seconds you were late from the count on the script.

[ he pulls out an elaborately beautiful fountain pen, writes koby's name on the prescription pad. ]

Unless you have something else to tell me? Or something to show for your tardiness? My time is very valuable, Koby.

[ not mr. alvida, no - the first time he's used any other name for his rambunctious patient. ]