"I don't think either of us would mind being out of a job, really," George said, voice more wistful than he intended it. Shaking his head, he said, "And I don't know her very well. The last time I saw her was in the riots. I punched her, she hit me with a bat. Neither of us were happy to see the other. And do you have a destination in mind, because I can get us a cab."