Liz returned her attention to the soup and again regretted her blunder from the start of the dinner. The surprise-effect which she planned for on her way home is gone. "Well, you heard it already. I've got promoted to a senior neurosurgeon."
"What does that mean?"
"Officially, I have only two workdays a week in the hospital, one for appointments in my office and one for surgeries. I can perform surgeries on my patients, I get more time and resources for research, and I get to hire two interns as my assistants. There are few other perks, but these are highlights."
"Wow! That sounds great! Congratulations!"
"Thanks, Max. I am still processing it. And I need to thank you for that."
Max was surprised. "Me? What did I do to earn this credit?"
