Betty flinched away, half expecting it to be one of those bar flies. But when she saw it wasn't, she smiled apologetically, turning to him. "Yes, that's me." Good, at least this meant she wasn't entirely unexpected. "It's Dr. Ross actually," she corrected. This one was more polite than the others.
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