"Oh, I think there's a bit of an emergency happening down the hall a little," she told him, glancing back over her shoulder as she pushed her way in through the door. "There was a light going, and a couple of nurses hurried past me so I suspect they've more important things to attend to than helping me get a door open!" she continued as she crossed the room. She held out her empty hand when she reached the bed, careful not to knock into it, and introduced herself.
"Hi again, I'm Georgina Lincoln, and it's nice to meet you face to face!" she told him, then handed him his coffee. "I didn't know if you wanted sugar, so brought some of the real stuff and some of those sweetener things too." She put her tray on the table and showed him the bag of pastries. "I hope you like apricot danish, or cinnamon scroll?"