T-Rex: Man, my source for medical secrets won't tell me anything now, because I "broke her confidence" when I told everyone about the breathing thing!
T-Rex: Hah hah!
T-Rex: Oh well!
T-Rex: I know tons of secrets about other professions anyway! Dromiceiomimus, did you know that restaurants want you to fill up on bread?
Dromiceiomimus: But if you've already ordered your meal, why would they? They still get their money either way.
T-Rex: It is the essential paradox of the restaurateur!
Utahraptor: Your medical secrets were much more compelling!
T-Rex: Yes, well- that's over now!
T-Rex: The only other medical secret I know is that doctors may discreetly ask an elderly patient about his central vision by asking him if he has any trouble reading the numbers on his stove.
Utahraptor: Lame!
Off panel: I guess there's consequences to breaking confidences, eh T-Rex?
T-Rex: Whatever, man!
T-Rex: WHAT to the EV to the E R!
