If there's a difference in tone, McCoy hasn't been able to pick up on it; the man sounds just as la-de-da as he did before, but now he's waving that wand around and he can't help but flinch away. Thus far it hasn't done anything like explode, but God knows it might at any second.

"What do you go to?" he asks, horrified and intrigued. "If you don't have doctors?"