Doc racked his brain for an answer there, and then...ah, it clicked. The strange handshake, that he remembered.
"You're the man who was sick! Or...no, that's not right. You were just in hiding," he laughed. "I'm sorry about that, by the way. Sometimes I miss things right in front of my nose."
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"You're the man who was sick! Or...no, that's not right. You were just in hiding," he laughed. "I'm sorry about that, by the way. Sometimes I miss things right in front of my nose."