Seeing this, George was even more frustrated. "What? You don’t believe me?"
Jordy pursed and shrugged, "Just wait until you get that thing back."
George sank into silence.
The elevator door opened quickly. George continued, crossed, "I just couldn’t get that thing back from her right away. And that’s because I have my principles. Or otherwise, how could she take it for so long? I wouldn’t have given her this chance."
The two men walked out together, but Jordy did not speak. He thought George was only in his own illusion about himself, talking as if he was drunk.