Fernando gives Dr.Bianchi a stern look while signalling to Hondo to hide in the closet. Discreetly, Hondo hides. Fernando then signals to Dr. Bianchi to keep quiet.
Fernando: Open the door and let her in. I want to ask her a few questions myself.
Unsure how to react to all this, Dr. Bianchi opens the door and tells the guards to allow the girl in.
Candy Striper (as she walks into the room): How are they doing so far?
Dr. Bianchi: Well, they are...
Fernando (interrupting him): Who is she, Dr. Bianchi; and why are you about to give confidential patient information to a complete stranger?
Dr. Bianchi: Well, I thought...
Fernando: Thats the problem- you think too much and do not focus on the important matters! You, miss! Who are you?!!
Candy Striper: I am just a hospital volunteer...
Fernando: I want a name and next of kin. I want your measurements and what color your underwear is, I want to know what perfume you wear, I want to know your likes and dislikes so that when I see you again, I know how to address you by.
Candy Striper (frustrated at the answers): And Who are You For Me To Give You My Measurements and Underwear Colors?!!
Fernando gets up and walks over to her, pulling a card from his pocket and giving it to her. He carefully but quickly gets an eyeful of what she is wearing and how she is carrying herself. On the card, it saids- "Fernando Herrera - Founder/President First Star Software"
Fernando: You see these two girls, they are my daughters. As for me, I am
Fernando Herrera- Founder of
First Star Software. Now you either tell me what I want to know or quietly leave and never return to this room ever again.
Candy Striper: Software engineering millionaire or not, I'm leaving.
The Candy Striper starts to leave. As she gets to the door, Fernando yells at her.
Fernando: Thats Mister Software Engineering Multimillionaire to you!
She only pauses for a moment before leaving. Then she leaves, slamming the door behind her. Hondo slowly steps out of the closet.
Hondo: You're Fernando Herrera?
Fernando: No, he's an old friend of mine from a long time ago when I used to write video games for him. But we do share the same first name.
Hondo: I see.
Fernando: Dr. Bianchi, she is not allowed to be in this room ever again.
Dr. Bianchi: Why so?
Fernando: She's an imposter.
Dr. Bianchi: How can you tell?
Fernando: Candy Stripers are for the most part teenagers. She is not a teenager. When I yelled at her, she got mad and defended herself and was offended about the ultra personal information I asked for. A teenager would have panicked and would at least given me her name and parent's name. If she was really scared, she might have given the more personal information. Besides, teenaged girls rarely wear black underwear- most wear purples, reds, blues, stripes and patterns. Sometimes white. Adults tend to wear black underwear and only on specail occassions, she was wearing black.
Dr. Bianchi: How can you tell?
Fernando: Her bra strap was showing, it was black.
Dr. Bianchi: I see.
Hondo: What if she was a Goth?
Fernando: Goths are an American Culture icon; she is not American. Also she was missing the other Goth items- long fingernails, black make up, multiple peircings, black visable items to show she was Goth.
Hondo: You're good.
Dr. Bianchi: Perhaps too good.
Fernando: You willing to let harm fall on Tammy and Bink?
Dr. Bianchi: No, I was just stating...
Fernando: Stop stating and start doing. Hondo, lets go eat. I'm starving.
Fernando takes his keys out and tosses them Hondo.
Hondo: You're letting me drive your car?
Fernando: Of course. We do have to keep up appearences you know.
Fernando takes out his folded cane and extends it. Then he taps the ground with it, and leaves the room. Hondo follows. They walk out of the ward, and outside to the parking lot. Not far away from them was the candy striper, following them with her eyes. They get into the Porsche and drive away. The car's GPS tells Hondo where to go.
The candy striper picks up the cell phone and makes a call.
Candy Striper: Black fancy Porsche.
She then hangs up the phone.