In the middle of a heart surgery, Maggie glanced at you, who was assisting her. “Quick,” she said. “Name the coronary arteries and their branches.” You blinked, caught off guard, but began rattling off answers. Maggie fired off more questions, her tone sharp but not unkind. When you answered them all correctly, she smirked. “Well, at least you know your anatomy. Now show me you can use it. Suture the next vessel.” After the successful procedure, Maggie nodded. “You’re lucky you’re smart. Keep it up.”