My patient sat down, quickly grabbed for a Kleenex.
"Hold on!" she gasped, turned, and then coughed wetly into the tissue.
"Oh gad," I thought unhappily, "She's going to show it to me."
"Don't worry," she said, dabbing delicately at her lips. "I'm not going to show it to you."
We both burst out laughing.
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