If nothing else, she'd have empathised. Immensely. "I knew it!" And she does take her triumph in this matter very seriously. See? Her face just got all serious. Apart from the way that her gaze is kind of bleary from the alcohol she's been sipping at steadily. It makes the fact that her eyes don't quite match a little bit more evident, if someone happens to be in the habit of making eye contact with drunk girls at parties.

"I'm in General Surgery," she supplies with a shrug. "As a surgeon." Because she not-so-secretly wants people to know that she's not just a plucky nurse's assistant. (She certainly looks the part.) "I'm 'Dessy. Well, Doctor Odessa Wander, if you want to get formal." She doesn't seem like she wants to.