(“Asante, Bwana K. Asante sana, Bwana Jacob (thank you very much),” Makali said with a somewhat embarrassed smile.)
“Now as to this other guy your apparently partnering with…,” Jacob exclaims sarcastically as he pats Miles on his left shoulder. “I’m not so sure about why you brought him along?” he adds with his biggest grin.
“Thanks, Mate. Guess we’ll just have to drop off the big male simba right here in your waiting room and let you get some exercise,” Miles fired back, returning Jacobs’ poke.
“Whoa, partner. Back up!” Jacob said in a laugh. “No, Chuck. You know I think with you three on the case, those lions don’t stand a chance. You’re the best.”
“Thanks, Doc. Bring me up to speed on what you and Miles were discussing.”
“You didn’t miss a thing, Chuck,” gesturing for us to sit down. “A patient just left, and we were about to tell each other a lie or two.”