"A doctor named Michael Hothor?" SHe asked the lady at the desk, confirming the doctor that she would be shadowing. The lady nodded, pointing to him as he left

"That is him" 

Minae internally groaned. A sensitive, wonderful. Maybe if she didn't say anything about it he wouldn't ask. She thanked the lady behind the desk, and began taking small steps in his direction. On the way there she hung up her coat and bag where the other interns and doctors did so, and checked her reflection in a rather metallic part of the wall. Her itty bitty stature and pale skin had her being called a "china doll" sometimes, and her light blue eyes and mohagany hair didn't help. Today her hair was a tad frazzled, but managed into a tight, long braid down her back. She adjusted her glasses and shirt, and made her way back down the hallway, walking quickly to catch up to the taller man's bigger stride. She finally caught up to him, and tapped his shoulder "Pardon me, Doctor Hothor?" She raised her voice slightly, so that she would be heard