Evening Rounds

I noticed an empty ceramic coffee mug standing tall on the table, looking totally neglected on my evening rounds! Naturally, an intern this dedicated couldn't just walk past. I hurried over, grabbed a clean wooden toothpick from a little holder nearby, and held it up like a miniature thermometer. Standing on tiptoes, I tapped the rim with clinical precision to take its temperature. The gentle clink sounded like official medical equipment! Diagnosis: desperately needs a fresh morning refill. My bedside manner is already top-notch, wouldn't you say?