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[code]Sybil A Harkness MD[/code]

Clay's brow arched for a just a second as they were led in past the receptionist, the nurse, all the way to Doctor Harkness herself. 

This [i]wasn't[/i] quite quite he was expecting either; small town family doctor out in the swamps, at the least he expected someone older. That might've gone either way for them, he rationalised. 

[i]The act[/i] - she wasn't buying it either - not that he expected it would've worked for too long - and he got the impression doubling down hard would throw up walls. Best to go with a soft approach. Before Lily or Charlie could blow it for them, he decided to speak up, projecting as best of a warm, disarming expression as he could.

[b]"Look, bein' honest I just ran into these girls, saw this one seemed a little green aroun' the gills. I help take care of a fire crew up in Memphis, so I [i]get it[/i], but I always figure best to play it safe, but..."[/b] he shrugged. [b]"I'm a Tennessee boy, so I know how [i]tourists[/i] up north an' east can't take too much sun like us..."[/b] he chuckled, trailing off a little, then projected a warm expression .

He offered out a hand to her, projecting a warm expression, [b]"Hell, I bet you get enough tourists on your plate as-is, huh?"[/b] he led on, projecting that [i]warm[/i] persona. [b]"Name's Carl - sorry for wastin' your time."[/b]