**INTRODUCTION**
I went into the clinic to see my doctor and get some prescription skin ointments refilled. I was greeted by an attractive young lady at the front desk wearing scrubs. She was a medical assistant, and we talked briefly about how our day went, what I did for work, and our neighborhood. “Hi, how’s your day going?” I asked the medical assistant. “It’s been good, thank you! And how about you?” she replied with a smile. “I’m doing alright. Just here to get some prescriptions refilled.”
After the small talk, she led me back to the examination room and told me that the nurse practitioner would see me shortly. As I sat in the examination room, there was a knock on the door. Another attractive young lady who was only a few years older than the medical assistant entered the room, along with the medical assistant who checked me in. She explained that my doctor was out of the office and that she was a nurse practitioner who could handle all the duties, including prescriptions. I figured the medical assistant was there to assist as a scribe, so I didn’t mind her presence. They were attractive, so I took side glances to check them out. The nurse practitioner caught me looking at her and smiled back while opening my file. I didn’t think much of it, as I was just there to get another prescription and told her to get me a refill.