Larissa nodded, walking in quickly and waiting for the doctor to ask his question before speaking.
"Well actually you could expect her right now. I saw you have an opening here if you aren't too busy." She picked up the file she had, looking at it and frowned.
"Hmm, no last name, how strange. Just for a check-up I think. Her name is Alison. So am I right to send her in?" She asked, taking a step to the door but looking back at Doctor Tyson, waiting for the ok before she left.

Tyson tensed slightly as Larissa mentioned that her name was Alison, but seemed to quickly return to his usual self. Which is to say, he still seemed quite angry.

"There are doctors both across the hall and down it. Send her to one of them. I'm far too busy to deal with her now. Will that be all?"

Larissa seemed to be about to nod, before realising the answer she actually got. She looked back at him, confused.
"What?" She looked towards him, looking confused. "Far too busy? Your next appointment isn't for another hour, most of your paperwork is already sent in and you have already had your lunch break. What do you mean you are far too busy?" She asked in a slightly annoyed tone. She had been already working hard enough, and this quick setup was meant to be something nice and quick. Had she missed something?

Doctor Tyson looked at her irritably.

"I mean exactly what I said. I'm far too busy to see her, so send her to one of the other doctors. Let them deal with her. Now, if you don't mind, I have to figure out why my blasted intern never showed up this morning and whether or not I'm going to be forced to get a new one. I would rather do so alone and without interruptions, since, as you said, I only have an hour before my next scheduled appointment. If you have a problem, take it up with the Matron. In any event, I believe we're done here."

"Oh... Umm... Sorry Doctor Tyson. Umm, if it helps I can look into that as well. I don't have a problem... I'll assign her to someone else... Sorry for bothering you." She said, sounding apologetic as she made her way out. She stayed at the door a bit, wondering what had just happened. She looked for the folder, and her eyes widened when she realised she dropped it in his office. She looked back to the door, wondering if she should go back inside to get it.

The folder sat on the floor still together even though Larissa had dropped it when he mentioned taking it up with the matron. The name "Alison" could be seen on the tab of the file.

Doctor Tyson let out a sigh as the lock clicked into place behind Larissa. Shaking his head, he sat back in the chair and, idly, conjured a small flame. When it absently formed into a small alligator, he smiled sadly and watched it for a few moments, completely unaware of the folder on his floor.

Alison stood silently at the desk, wondering what was taking so long, she impatiently checked the time every five seconds as if she had somewhere urgent to be. She bit her lower lip and thought about leaving but didn't wish to be rude. That and she assumed Ryan would want some sort of proof she had come here...

After a little while she took a breath, before she knocked on the door again.
"Sorry Doctor Tyson, I dropped the file in your office. Can I come back and get it?" She said, her eyes closed and hoping she wouldn't cop more of his anger. But she was also in a hurry.

At the knock on his door, Tyson let out a sigh and brushed a hand through the fire-gator. Wearily, he got to his feet and went over to pick up the folder. Making his way over to the door, he opened it and handed the folder to the receptionist.

"Be more careful with these. It would reflect poorly on all of us if you were to lose it, and the patient would likely dislike filling out all that paperwork again because the receptionist couldn't keep hold of a file."