No ‘Gee, George, it sure is nice to see you’? Or ‘We looked everywhere for you, George, but we just couldn’t find you’? [George is a total wreck. The clothes he has on are ill-fitting, probably stolen. The ones he had with him after disappearing months ago during his “time of the month” had been lost sometime during that night.] I don’t know, all right? Somewhere north of here. [He was tired, so tired. But happy to be back.]
Why, do men usually cross-dress up North? [Mitchell teased, pointing out the rather floral shirt that George was sporting. Of course he’d missed his friend, but that was beside the point. For now he was going to force himself to stay distant, just so George knew how angry he was at his disappearance; as if it could have been prevented.] So you’ve been sleeping rough all this time?
Well, it’s not as though I had any money with me. I couldn’t exactly stay in a five star hotel. This hasn’t been a nice holiday for me, Mitchell. [He was a little annoyed, not having received the welcome he wanted. He knew he deserved it though. He hadn’t even tried to call.] Took me forever to even find out where I was because everyone thought I was a bloody hobo and didn’t want to talk to me.I was nearly arrested more than once. [And that was when he’d given up on sleeping in parks and stuck to woods. Kept away from people basically.]
Well I hope you’re not thinking of keeping it to yourself. [He clapped George on the shoulder.] You can tell me all...
[George went ahead of him inside.] There may have been more to it.