You weren't... before. I -- This place messes with your head. I thought you were here a few times already.

[It's an awkward omission. Because really? Who wanted to tell their ex boyfriend you were hallucinating their presence? Who really wanted that scenario?]

[He pushes a hand through his hair, before nodding at the crowd of people. There's space along the walls. Hopefully toward an exit. He doesn't remember how he got here, but at the very least, his bike should be nearby.]

Come on. I'll see if this place lets us get back to the house.