The Man In Charge
The staff nurse in charge of the ward has seen an advert for Grecian 2000.
It's made no appreciable difference to his greying hair, but he does smell like he's just climbed from a sulphur pit.
Sometimes he bends the rules and turns up on the ward without his uniform. Today he's wearing blue slacks and a bright yellow shirt like a lemon. Sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
Once you've got used to the sulphur you might notice the underlying odour of Old Spice.