"Oh, um- now, then." He sounds surprised by the immediacy, admittedly, but he's immediately rallying, and bless him there's life in him as he perks up, blooming like a flower in sunlight. "Brilliant! There's a car in the garage, the keys are in the glove compartment."

He's putting his mug down as he talks, already caught up in the very idea of forward momentum. "Right, well- as I said, the easiest motive might simply be my sight - I've failed to find a satisfactory reason for my vision loss in Sweetwater general, and wanted a second opinion. Depending on the reception we might need to wait a little to push for the angle on Glassner, but if all else fails we could lean into the Investigative angle, perhaps as a journalist or writer, at a stretch perhaps even a doctor from a different clinic, though we'd need to sell a different story when we arrive."