[Fiona chuckles.] So I take it you've never been to preschool. [She makes her way to the cockpit, her designated space as driver of the vehicle. Muffled rap music is playing in the... stereo, and a framed picture of her family sits on the dashboard. They're shopping for groceries, and none of them seem to be looking at the camera.]
[A piece of gauze is sitting out, and Fiona was obviously using the medical equipment to sew sutures into it as practice. She moves it off the driver's seat before she sits down.]
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[A piece of gauze is sitting out, and Fiona was obviously using the medical equipment to sew sutures into it as practice. She moves it off the driver's seat before she sits down.]