Veronica listened to Reno intently as he spoke. When the doctor came to tell him that Schad wished to see him and he left, she sat down in one of the chairs. As she sat there she tried to figure things out. "No wonder his face is so swollen... But why would Shinzuu punch Reno?" She said out loud to herself in a quiet voice since she was alone in the waiting room, racking her brain. "Reno never did anything that would constitute such action. Hmm... what do guys get in fights about?" She looked around the room as she thought about what the answer to her question. "Friends being dissed? Reno's never done that, that I know of, and he doesn't seem like the type. Sports? Reno doesn't seem to be the sporty type. What else do they fight about...?" She went on thinking for another minute or so. "Well, there's the issue of girls, but even if Shinzuu does still like me, Reno never made a move on me. The only time we have ever been alone together was when I saw him at that house across the street... Wait...didn't I hear footsteps like someone running away when I was standing inside the open door after Reno ran up the stairs? That couldn't have been...could it?" She rose from the chair she had been sitting in and started to pace around the room. "If it was, then he probably thought...oh no..." She stopped pacing and put her face in her hands. After a minute or two, her hands dropped from her face where there was now a look of sudden realization. "Wait, I shouldn't feel bad about this, except for the Reno-getting-punched part of course. I seem to remember Carmen saying something about Shinzuu making sure that she was watching when he decided that he was going to work with Tabby in their club, and Carmen thought it was an act that he was putting on for her so she'd tell me so that I would be jealous..." Her expression changed to show a slight hint of anger and an even smaller hint, of course, of the jealousy that was intended that she hadn't cared to feel when it was mentioned to her before. "Well I'll give him a piece of my mind, but first..." She said and looked out of the windows that made up two walls of the waiting room like she had just remembered that she was in a hospital for a very important reason. "I have more important issues to deal with." And with that, she sat back down in one of the chairs, pulling her legs up into the seat to her chest and hugging them, and stared towards the doorway of the waiting room.