"I've never actually met him. Young bloke. I'll go back to the hospital and see what I can learn."
John was perfectly happy to be propelled into 'action mode.' He put his hands on the ground and started to push himself to his feet, only to remember that he was embarrassingly under-dressed beneath the blanket. Ahhhh. "I don't suppose you have any--"
Oh, goodness. Ask the Slayer to loan you a pair of trousers. That's sure to win her over and convince her that you're not trouble on legs.
"Perhaps just a coat? If you haven't anything else. I'll return it all."