A slight knock tapped on the door nine times and awaited an allowance inside. Lance was a good looking tal 6.3 ft man with blond hair and defined muscles. His eyes a devilish gold. He smiled only half way to hide a secret yet he was charming and thrilled for where he worked. He could do good for those who needed it.<br/><br/>His knew charge had only been admitted two days or so while he was on leave for personal reason's He read through her chart as he stood wiating for a reply. He vowed to himself to not be a doctor no... not one of those people. He would be a friend her best friend. Do whatever she needed and help her with anything. He would makeher say here enjoyable and do whatever it took. He read over her waver they had forced her sign saying she could be tested anyway they saw fit. However Lance knew it wasn't her signed mark. He hated when they forged this crap. Yet he himself could not intervien o it could destroy his hard work in an undercover position.<br/><br/>He striaghtened his coat and smiled with a deep smooth from what could be heard sexy voice thrrough the door. "May I come in? I am your attendent, My name is Lance."