Jan 11, 2008 22:13
Elle had been getting out more. More was an understatement probably since most of the 'out' she had gotten before was work related she was preferring these... non-business trips instead. They didn't require checking in with her father, or looking for Peter Petrelli either. This was had been the result of a few random... well more than a few, but still rather random conversations online that had varied from elevator sex to sneezing while brushing teeth. Now she was driving into Jersey to actually meet Dr. Robert Chase and she was really hoping he wasn't really some creepy Gynecologist, or just creepy. Or worse, a mental patient that had managed to get online access.
That would be bad.
Still she managed to get into Jersey pretty quickly and to the hospital where Chase was still on call, or on duty or shift or whatever it was that he had mentioned to her the other day. Parking the car she locked it back up and spun her keys around her finger as she headed up to the hospital. It was a pretty nice looking hospital, not exactly the same as the facility in Hartsdale that was for sure. This one had wood paneling and comfy looking couches, which was a huge step up from metal chairs and painted brick.
The sliding doors opened and she made her way to the information desk. Smiling brightly at the woman she asked for them to page Doctor Chase.
"Are you a patient? If so you should check in at the..."
"Oh! No... no he ripped his pants the other day I'm here for that."
Which got her an odd reactionary glance.
"Oh! No! Shopping! The whole I'm a girl, he's a guy... no fashion taste? He's expecting me."
"Uh... huh." Still the woman picked up the phone and dialed Chase's pager to let him know he had someone at reception waiting for him. Leaning against the counter Elle plays with the pens in the cup until the woman takes them away from her.
"Sorry!"
[without it all]: scene with - chase