Watching the man speak, Jack smiled fondly. Lord, the man was exciting, like a leading man such as Cary mixed with Captain Kirk. But hotter.
Jack glanced at the paper, taking it in his hand and his eyes lit up, "Oh my gosh," He gaped at the words, resting the poster on his lap and running his hand over the writing. It looked like Cary's. It was. He had no doubt.
"Oh my gosh, Jack," Jack could feel himself tearing up (something he did a lot in hospital), "Yes. Oh my God. Cary. Jack, you...Oh my Lord," He shook his head a bit, "Wow. You meant it. Oh, Jack, thank you. Oh, if I could, darling, I'd be...I'd be running up and down the halls and telling everyone. I'll ring the emergency button later to tell the nurses, though. Best I can do at the moment."