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What - lurching about? Moaning for brains?

[He lifts up his free arm and sort of twitches from side to side in an imitation of a proper Dawn of the Dead sort of zombie.]

Well, let's thank our lucky stars that's not about to happen to you.

Her hair probably isn't as good as mine, either.

[JUST A SUPPOSITION.]

And you're loads better than Josh.

[And that's a statement that doesn't matter to him -

No, right, no, that's exactly what he wants to hear. He drops his arm and gives her a big smile.]

Also with better hair, I think.

[Goofily, he smooths it back.]

And Mitchell's better than his vampire friend, too, no doubt about that. Besides which, they're all Americans, so they're all automatically ruder and louder and more prone to starting wars in third-world countries.

Oh! Yes. Yes, you're right.

It's all rather eerie, though, isn't it?

[PAUSE]

No. No, we're not going there.

[He looks over - ]

What, to how it's bloody eerie that there are American stealing our lives? As if our lives are ones someone would want to steal.

[Stern Annie!]

Yes we're not talking about that.

Well, why not? Because it is bloody eerie.

That's why!

Something being eerie doesn't mean we can't talk about it! [Half to himself:] And good thing, too, otherwise we'd have nothing to say at all.

Plenty of things happen to you that aren't eerie!

[She is quiet because she is thinking....thinking....thinking....]

Oh! Like when the patients throw up on you!

[A disgruntled look, but...point.]

When the patients throw up on me. Right, no, not eerie, but also not really something to speak of at length. "Oh, how was your day, George?" "Well, Mrs. Miller had the most amazing stream of sick that ended up all over my front. Let me describe for you the trajectory."

Sorry, I'm not exactly working at full capacity.

[She knows it's not the best example but it's what she's got]

[And he works his way briefly out of his own ass to bump his elbow against hers.]

No, you're quite right. There are other things. I suppose our relationships aren't so eerie. Nor is what we're having for supper.

[Bump back!]

I'm so glad you're here, George. It wasn't the same, without you.

[He tries to play it cool, but it's clear that there's an answer that he wants:]

Even with American me here?

Especially with the pale American imitation.

[He can't help but grin goofily over at her.]

Right, well. I'd hate to not have an Annie here, American or otherwise. Though I hear there's a tea shortage.

I ration it very carefully and use it to bribe officials into leaving Mitchell alone.

Annie!

[He exclaims that in faux-horror.]

I'm shocked! That's devious.

[Although - ]

Though why on earth are officials bothering him?

[She rolls her eyes]

Because he's Mitchell.

Right, but - he's not been in trouble, has he?

As far as I know he's only drawn attention for being moody and cranky.

[She shakes her head.]

People around here have too much time on their hands.

We're in bloody space. Who wouldn't be moody or cranky?

But they don't know he's a vampire, right?

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