"You can if you want to, but you don't have to. I think Phil's table is open, unless someone's claimed it in the last few minutes."

Phil had been gone for months, but it was still Phil's table. Maybe it should be called Tony's table now, but it wasn't. It was Phil's.

She taped a gauze bandage securely over the stitches to keep them clean and dry.

"Do I need to give you the wound care lecture or can I assume you've heard and ignored it a few times already?"