In the Gospel Hospital.
Benjamin was sitting on a bench and holding himself back from punching things around him.
The receptionist had been watching him. Her woman’s intuition told her this was the right time to go and ease him up and gain some points in his heart. There was no one else currently in the hall, so she grabbed her purse, took her makeup kit out, quickly applied some cream and checked herself in a hand mirror. “Alright. He’s married to someone else, but if I succeed, he’ll be mine.