Simon looked up at the would be patient, his brows furrowing as he was certainly caught in a possibly awkward situation. Nurse Ratchett grunted at the woman; it wasn't bad enough she'd already taken all the sugar? Now she was coming to take the pretty boy away? So what if the nurse didn't like Simon; at least eating with him made her look like she was desirable. Simon, on the other hand, really wanted to be leaving.
"I..I'm a doctor, yes. Mutant mole? I'm not a..you should probably go to the Hospital; we've some remarkable doctors there." Simon looked from mutant mole girl to the nurse who grunted again. "And, yes, tanning can do awful things to skin, but you should have an expert look at your...problem. If it is a problem. It might not be. Could be benign, not that it's malignant."
The nurse grunted something about the girl just wanting Simon's number and glared at George in hopes that she'd just go away and leave her to eat in peace with the eye candy.