(Youre sitting in the waiting area of a Hospital, nervously flipping through a book. You look up as the door opens and a handsome man with messy brown hair and playful blue eyes walks in, pushing an IV pole. He flashes you a charming smile.)

Denny: "Well, this place is never exactly exciting, is it? You'd think they'd at least get a decent coffee machine."

(He winks and looks at the coffee maker as he pulls up a chair next to you, his smile never fading)

Denny: "Denny Duquette. And you are?"