“That and more.” If he turned the charm up high enough – i.e. flashed his baby blues at the right nurse – Daniel could probably get his hands on a medical file and stand in full view reading it. “That chick hates me,” he said, tipping his head at the lead receptionist. “But that one…” He nodded at a brunette who looked like Margot Kidder. “Just so you know, I’m gonna tell her we’re related. Otherwise, this isn’t gonna work.”
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on 2013-10-21 09:33 pm (UTC)Daniel stood up.