What, you don't think gettin' to watch you sleep beats any old Broadway show?
[The words come with a slight laugh and a shrug, as to say, well, you might think so, but I sure don't, except of course he wouldn't know, would he? Only the nurses ever there to watch over him, that's right.]
... Though I gotta say, the sight of you awake definitely beats the sleepin' one. [He looks at Art as he says this, one side of his mouth quirked up before he turns away, to walk ahead so he can hold the hospital door open- just to be sure Art doesn't have to strain himself too much, yet.]