The man swiveled in the wheelchair to face the nurse. There was a broad grin plastered on his face, two small kids were hanging off the back of his wheelchair, cheering for him to race them. His eyes twinkled as he took the woman in. Jenna would not be able to place it, but as she looked into his eyes she would swear that she was looking at something abnormal. The strangers eyes just seemed so... impossible. Young, yet old. Calm, but angry. Cheerful, yet so very sad.<br/><br/>"You may ask my name Jenna Bennett," the man replied to the nurse cheerfully before reaching out and taking her hand. He shook her hand, but not in a normal way, instead he shook it, turned it, locked his fingers with hers and then finally fist bumped her. It was a bizarre sight that made the children and the nurses watching giggle, but whether the weird handshake was a joke or just his way of greeting people the man didn't let on.<br/><br/>"You know, I've always liked the name Jenna Bennet. Well, at least I think I have. I could just like names that begin with J and B," the man said before he sharply turned his head towards the ceiling as the lights in the room suddenly flickered. "There have been some cracking people with J names and B surnames," the man continued pleasantly, as if his attention weren't divided. "You got James L. Brooks, James Bond, James Baldwin, I think the only person I met that spoiled the J and B names was John Wilkes Booth. Bad actor and not a very nice person."<br/><br/>The flickering lights had stopped and the man had now reached into his pocket and pulled out two objects that looked like an odd set of divining rods, each branded with a plus and a minus sign. He held them in front of him and began to turn on the spot, but didn't at any point drop his gaze from the ceiling. Eventually, he stopped as his wheelchair pointed to the exit to the children's ward, and dropped his gaze before turning back to Jenna.<br/><br/>"This has been fun. I was only supposed to come down here for a bit and track that naughty current, but I couldn't resist cheering up the little monsters. Can't stand seeing sad faces" The man chuckled while juggling the divining rods in his hands. His impossible eyes met Jenna's and he gave her one last grin before getting to his feet and passing his wheelchair to a bunch of kids, who immediately began pretending it was a tank. He strode out the room without another word, only to return a moment later to walk up to one of the kids, who had been greedily munching on a pack of fruit pastels, and snatch one of the sweets before flicking it high into the air and catching it in his mouth.<br/><br/>"I'm the Doctor," he spoke to Jenna from over his shoulder. "I'm a peculiar man with a peculiar life and I get a lot of people into peculiar types of trouble. I'm telling you this because I think that ten seconds after I've left you're going to run after me. I would advise against it, but people like you never listen to me." he tossed a fruit pastel to her before giving her a wink. "At least that's what I remember... Too-da-loo!"<br/><br/>And with that, he walked out the room and made his way down the corridor.