Dental Secretary: Can I help you? John: This is awkward, but I’m here for an appointment for Rayne Summers. Dental Secretary: Are you Mr Summers? John: No… John: Mr Summers is in the car… John:..staying perfectly still in an attempt to blend into the upholstery. Dental Secretary: Wow. John: To his credit, I really don’t think I would’ve seen him if it wasn’t for the weeping.