George

(to himself) A cane. I knew it. (to Neil) So, we meet at last. I admire your skills, Mr Peanut.

George

Well, Danielle, (digs in his pocket) we should get going. I got a key made for you.

Danielle

George, I can't move in with you.

George

(shocked) What?

Danielle

I'm sorry, but I'm taking Neil to a clinic in England.