Frowning Cassie examined her hair. She'd never been ginger in her life, she was entirely and naturally blonde.
"Oh god, sorry," she said apologetically, as she turned off her iPod and moved to sit next to him, "and I'm pretty sure we don't have cooties in England so you're probably okay there," she assured him. Please this was the first person she'd spoken too in ages she didn't care if he was mean to her, she was just sick of being stuck in her own head.
"I'm Cassie by the way," she announced thrusting her hand towards him, "so are you staff or patient?"