panel no.1:She was just going to tell something funny about the aprilsky.
panel no.2:I interrupted her.
ME:"What does the statistics on discharge look like? Do you have any papers on that?"
panel no.3:She looked so sad, like someone had torn out her heart and jumped on it.
panel no.4:She answered with forced enthusiasm, but I could see that she was genuinly hurt.
ANNA: "Our... Our statistics on discharge is secret I'm afraid."
panel no.5:Something sad came over her. I wanted to kiss her, tell her "It doesn't matter, it's okey".
panel no.6:SOMEONE:"Hold your horses!"