I walked out of Mrs. A's room to find Mrs. B standing at my med cart with her hands on my pitcher and water dripping down her chin.
"Rita Lee! Did you just drink from my water pitcher?"
"Yes. Heh, heh, heh."
"Well, here's some more," I said as I handed her a cup of water before rushing back to the kitchen to wash my pitcher.
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