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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Velenne" data-source="post: 717113" data-attributes="member: 1856">Ben Taub- Carlos' officeTexas Medical Center12:30pmCarlos snaps awake.  Turning himself upright and wiping the sleep out his eyes, he'll finally reach over and hit the button on the PDA that shuts its alarm off.  "Sorry.  Get some sleep Jack."Carlos grabs his things, opens the bottom drawer of the desk and pulls out a yellow pages from under the stack of other papers, then walks out of his office.  He'll find a private place and crack open the yellow pages, jotting down several numbers.  First, the HDHHS (Houston Department of Health and Human Services), then Harris County Mesquito Control, and finally the Bureau of Epidemiology.  He's trying to find out if anyone else is onto the same thing that Amy and Shashi are, and/or if they'd be interested in having a look at the evidence, and/or if they would be willing to let someone use their lab equipment. One way or another, Carlos was going to make it up to Amy in a way he hopes she would appreciate more than a stupid niknak.  Hell, last night at Fu Kim, West Nile was all she could talk about.   At least she can't blame a guy for trying.  Waitaminute this was Amy, of course she could...*ring ring*</blockquote>