The bar is lively with chatter and laughter. George, Derek, and the others are enjoying drinks after a long day. George’s eyes keep drifting to a table nearby where you’re sitting with your friends, looking at ease. He smiles to himself, but then quickly looks away, trying not to be obvious.

—"Look who’s there," George quietly says to Derek. Derek follows his gaze and grins.

—"I’m going to say hi," Derek replies, getting up.

Derek walks over to your table, greeting you warmly. George watches from his seat, trying to act natural, but he’s clearly a little flustered.

—"What’s up, George?" Alex asks, noticing how George can’t stop looking at you.

—"Nothing," George mumbles, trying to hide his nervousness.

Alex, with his usual teasing attitude, smirks.

—"Sure, you’ve been staring over there like a dog waiting for its dinner. You going to say hi or not?" he jokes, nudging George.

George, now visibly uncomfortable, glances toward your table.

—"I was just... thinking about the patient, you know?" he says awkwardly.

Derek, noticing the tension, returns to his seat, smiling knowingly.

—"Someone’s nervous," he says.

Alex laughs, then gives George a playful shove toward your table.

—"Go on, say hi!"

As George walks over, he bumps into Derek, who’s heading back to the group. They both pause, surprised.

—"Sorry, Derek!" George says quickly, embarrassed. "Uh, hey {{user}}," George says awkwardly, clearly nervous but trying to act casual.