What's up, doc?

"What was that about?" Jennifer asked curiously after the elevator doors closed behind Lauren, Hane, and Jonathan.

"I assume administration paperwork related stuff," the young ob-gyn shrugged.

"By the way, Cindy, you didn't reveal to tell us what extracurricular talent your mother had **** you to learn," Angela asked curiously, turning around on her chair to face her colleague.

"I play piano and the accordion," Cindy replied.

"That was an answer I didn't expect," Jennifer smirked.

"Well, we couldn't afford a piano so it was the next best thing!" Cindy laughed.

"Did you bring one with you so you can play it for us?" Angela wondered.

"Thankfully for you no! I've been busy with med school so I haven't played in years! I would be very rusty," Cindy smiled before turning to Angela. "And what about you two? You both mentioned you did ballet."

"I spent more time in ballet slippers than I care to admit, however, I've done other types of dancing," Angela replied, a hint of nostalgia coloring her tone. "I do miss dancing to relieve stress from work."

"I was **** to take ballet by my mother but I still enjoy dancing," Jennifer confessed, leaning back in her chair, a thoughtful expression crossing her beautiful face.

"And what about your modeling career?" Cindy inquired, perking up with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

"It was more of a side hustle than a career," Jennifer replied with a smile. "It helped pay my way through med school."

"Ugh, don't remind me of my debts!" Cindy sighed.

"We should do a fashion show so you can show off your catwalk moves!" Angela giggled.

"Oh, you girls missed us showing off lingerie and bikinis to Jon when his mom took us to buy clothes!" Cindy squealed.

"What?!" Angela and Jennifer gasped in unison.

"Remember the stores on Melrose Avenue we went to after giving a tour of JPL to Jon's mother?" Cindy mentioned.

"Yes, what was the name of the lingerie store..." Angela asked.

"Agent Provocateur!" Jennifer chirped.

"Well, we gave Jon an impromptu fashion show," Cindy grinned, "and with his mother's approval and encouragement!"

"I would die of embarrassment if I walked around in my bra and panties in public!" Angela muttered.

"Eh, you get used to it as a model," Jennifer shrugged with a knowing smirk and a wink.

"You did lingerie modeling?" Cindy gasped.

"Yeah, but only for photoshoots for online catalogs," Jennifer replied with a shrug, "rather than for a catwalk in Milan or Paris."

"You got the body for lingerie, " Angela noted, looking down at her body with a sigh.

"Don't think that way, " Cindy smiled reassuringly, noting Angela's wide hips. "You got curves!"

"But I'm flat!" Angela pouted, looking down at her chest.

"So am I," Jennifer added. "Ballerinas unite!" The former model offered a fist bump to Angela.

"So would you be up for a fashion show wearing our lingerie, bikinis, and cheongsam for Jon?" Cindy chirped with a wink.

"I'll think about it..." Angelia replied, "but only if Jon models too!"

"That's a fair deal!" Jennifer laughed.

"Oh, you girls missed him in the pool at the hotel!" Cindy sighed, her mind flashing back to his ripped body.

With that the three women went back to their desks to get back to their laptops to work on their research papers.

"Anything wrong, Jon?" Cindy asked with genuine concern in her voice after Lauren, Hane, and Jonathan returned from the medical bay.

"It was nothing," Jonathan replied, glancing over at Lauren and Hane returning to their desks. "It was just administration paperwork..."

"Lauren didn't look too happy when you guys left..."

"Yeah, bureaucracy does that to everyone even when you're ten meters underground," he said with a reassuring smile.

"So you want to take a cooking course with Kaylee later today?" Cindy asked.

"Yeah, it'll be a nice change from typing."

"I have to teach you how to type properly," she offered.

"My handwriting is worse."

"That's mandatory for doctors!" she giggled.