Jack briefed his medical team on the management of Mrs. Bratton's hyponatremia. They all congregated outside her room on the corridor of a busy teaching hospital. Jack was enjoying being a chief resident, especially his time as an attending when he could teach. After rounds, Jack sat writing some notes. The exhausted post call team sitting around him broke into conversation … last night's football scores; the latest hospital gossip; what to have for dinner. “Hey, I know,” said the senior resident, Craig. “The MedCorp rep told me to call him if we ever wanted to go out for dinner … he told me he'd take us to Zucci's.” Craig picked up the phone and minutes later had arranged for the whole team to be taken out to one of the most expensive restaurants in the city. “Dr. Jones, are you coming?” asked Craig as they all headed out. Jack smiled uneasily. “No, I don't think so, guys … you go have fun.” As he watched his team file out, Jack sat back and thought about what had just happened. His team had worked hard and done a good job, but he wondered if, as their teacher and supervisor, it was okay for him to sanction their free dinner.