"Just a few blocks that way," Michael nodded, pointing back over his shoulder. "I stop here sometimes, when I just need a little quiet and lack of antiseptic smell. By which I mean I eat mostly at the hospital cafeteria between patients and rounds. Dinner tends to be whatever microwave wonder I picked up the last time I was at the store."

He smirked, a little self-deprecating expression but nonetheless humorous. "The glamorous life of a doctor, huh?"