Mina rarely used the word 'cute' but at the moment, she decided, it definitely applied. Jones was just so...young. Frankly, as Mina thought about it, she had never been that young. Of course, her childhood had been a masquerade of a different kind from Jones'. In a much, much harsher period of human history. Still, she felt a slight pang of jealousy for an instant or two.

"Yes. A basement. Perhaps an attic too, for storage. A triage or waiting room. Two doctor's offices. A few private examination rooms. And, if possible, an operating room that can be somehow sterilized." This was not going to be a small project. That, however, suited Mina just fine. She never did anything small.

"I was thinking of calling it the Mary Read Clinic. After the hospital in Chicago."