Scripps Memorial Hospital, La Jolla.
Mr Simmons and Daya waited in the waiting room and as they did, they discussed,
"Alright, because of how close this place is to the hotel we didn't have much time to talk about what is it you do. Now we're here, waiting, so you can tell me." Daya said bubbling with excitement.
"Oh, so you haven't forgotten?" Mr Simmons said after which he chuckled softly.
"Oh, so you wanted me to forget. Well I'm sorry about that but you're stuck here with me," She said then she smiled cheekily.
"Alright, you got me, my love. Before I tell you, you have to give me a kiss." Mr Simmons said.
"Come on, we're in the hospital. Anyone can see us." Daya whispered.
"No one can recognize you dressed like that. Like a commoner. Why did you dress up like that though?" Mr Simmons asked.
