Okay guys I need to ask you all something I am definitely going to introduce a new clinical lead now would you rather an OC (I have one in mind) or an old casualty clinical lead?

Please tell me I need to know for the next chapter pick between the man introduced here or an old character then tell me your thoughts please.

He waltzed in there like he owned the place, well to be fair he did have a 50/50 chance of doing so. But that didn't excuse the Connie like arrogance that bounced off the man. Noel and Louise were not keen from the first sight, first impressions were key and he wasn't ticking any of their boxes. Honestly, he wasn't there to tick those he was there to tick Connie's.

He approached the reception desk swiping off his sunglasses. I mean sunglasses really? It was about 5 degrees outside. Louise gave her typical 'say anything out of line and I will punch you look.' Whilst Noel despite his initial thoughts on the man stood up straight ready to do his job. (Something many failed to do in Holby)

"Can I help you." Noel said with a wisp of fake enthusiasm

"Yes Mrs Beauchamp?" The man sighed, as if Noel was not worthy of his time

"Through the doors on the left" Noel's enthusiasm had numbed significantly

The man nodded in response, a characteristic of Dylan's Noel thought. Please not another Dylan that's all they needed.

Although he was a brilliant doctor he seemed to get lost fairly easily as he struggled to find the clinical leads office over heading through the doors.

'You can not show a sign of weakness on your first day you imbecile." He told himself trying to appear calm and blend in to his surrounding, clearly failing as he was questioned by a woman, consultant he presumed.

"You look a bit lost?" Zoe questioned, she assumed this was one of Connie's candidates stuck up but with a clear abnormality about them.

"Yes sorry" he laughed hoping to ease the tension although Zoe didn't find anything even resembling humour in this rather dull conversation, and it had only been two phrases.

"So? Where is it you need to go. Actually no, spare me the explanation, Mrs Beauchamp's office is straight up on the right you couldn't miss it if you tried, well..." Zoe looked the man up and down. Heavens forbid he gets this job they'd all be screwed.

"Sorry have a done something to offend you?" The man asked in a calm tone contrasting the question

"What, no I just really don't have the time to be standing around having a little chat with you." Zoe fought in a less calm tone which alerted the rest of the staff to which of course they all listened.

"Well sorry to be of such an inconvenience to you." The man remained calm and began to walk away before turning back around.

By this point max had begun to walk towards the commotion to protect Zoe. Naturally for max this was the first of his instincts.

"Could I er say sorry by er taking you out for a drink." He seemed almost nervous for the first time since he entered the building

This ignited some sort of fire inside of Max as he practically bolted towards the man.

"No you can flipping not, you take your drink and you can shove it!" Max screamed his face burning bright red.

Zoe should have suspected this, I mean she knows what max is like and this would be his exact reaction. Plus she couldn't pretend that she didn't mind seeing him jealous.

"Yeh what he said." Zoe tried to pretend to be angry but couldn't help as a grin grew across her face.

Max saw this and the anger faded into hurt. "Really Zoe? Whatever forget it take her out for a drink I don't care she's all yours mate good luck." Max rushed off outside for s breather.

I mean how could she do this to him? All the times she had hurt him and this was by far the worse. She had humiliated him Infront of everyone and that stuck up man. Obviously she didn't care for him, maybe it's best of max finally moved on.