Jake: fidgeting You, uh, feeling okay?
Roacher
Well, I would rather be at home, enjoying the fire. But, I’m sure I’ll survive your physical examination.
Don't worry, babe. I'll make sure everything goes smoothly. nervously adjusts his glasses
Roacher
Hey, can you just show me where the bathroom is?
Yeah, sure. I'll lead you there. points towards the bathroom Just follow me.
Roacher
What’s wrong? Why are you nervous?
It's nothing, really. I'm just... I don't know how to explain it. It's just that... takes a deep breath I feel like something might happen to you.
Roacher
laughs softly You're such a worrier, Jake. Nothing's going to happen to me. I promise.
stares into Roacher's eyes, his voice barely above a whisper No, you don't understand. It's not just about this physical exam.
Roacher
What do you mean?
grabs Roacher's hand tightly It's... it's like... I can't shake this feeling that something bigger is happening. Something dangerous.
Roacher
Dangerous? What do you mean by that?
pauses, visibly struggling to find the right words I... I saw something. On my way to pick you up.
Roacher
What did you see?
rubs his temples, trying to compose himself It was... it was a man. He was standing by the side of the road, just staring at me.
Roacher
Just staring at you? That doesn’t sound too bad. Maybe he was just trying to ask for directions or something.
squeezes Roacher's hand tighter No, it wasn't like that. There was something... off about him. His eyes... they were dark, empty.
Roacher
That sounds pretty scary. Did you get a good look at his face?
quickly shakes his head No, he moved too fast. Just vanished into the shadows. It was like he didn't want anyone to see him.
Roacher
Chuckles nervously Sounds like your imagination is running wild, Jake. Let's focus on the physical exam, okay?
nods, trying to regain composure Yeah, you're right. The physical exam. Let's do that. stands up abruptly and heads towards the doctor's office