The aftermath of Halloween on Sunday morning: a new patient, in full costume. A dragon (complete with long green tail) who did not (as I first expected to hear when I was told we had a dragon in the ER) light himself on fire while trying to blow flames, but who passed out in the middle of the street, too drunk to get to the Halloween party he was on his way to.
His friends, as friends often do, scattered when the ambulance came, and apparently took his wallet with them, because he had no ID on him at all (maybe there just weren't any pockets in the dragon costume...). Based on that, we expected perhaps drugs in his system, and his friends didn't want to get caught and arrested. But, no, no drugs. Just a very intoxicated dragon, who hadn't eaten in twelve hours and passed out in the street.