Up already?

Yeah. The motion is hard to sleep
through. Where are we?

New York.

This is the city? Wow. Very...field-y.

Ha, no. This is just some of the towns
outside of it. It's not all NYC, you know.

I may have assumed.

Have you ever been to the city before?

Well...no. I've been to Cleveland.

How many times?

Once. When I was going to get on this
bus.

I should've guessed. You're like the
cheesiest tv show character; a simple,
charming poor boy from Ohio with a
hidden past. Charmer of women, tamer
of mythical beasts.

I'd take that role.

Yeah, well, you'd be perfect for it.

Maybe that could be your call to fame;
Dan, famous script writer.

Quite the title, but I don't think so.

Why not? We could be the ultimate duo!

Just not my thing. Not everyone who lives
in New York has to be famous, you know.

But they can try to be.

Fine, not everyone in New York wants to be
famous.

Once again, you surprise me.

Get used to it.

You lived in the city, right?

Yeah, for just about all my life. It's an amazing
place.

So why'd you leave?

Getting personal, aren't we?

During which part of this ride have we not been
in personal territory?

Touché. It just got too small for me, you know?

I don't think I do. It's literally one of the largest
cities ever.

Emotionally, I mean. Everywhere I went just
reminded me of my grandmother, and all
this shit I had to deal with, and I needed to
get away. I went to Ohio and never looked
back.

The one teasing the Ohioan is Ohioan himself.

Hypocritical, I know.

Did you ever regret leaving?

Always. The city's part of me, and my
grandmother raised me. She's probably the
only person who's ever come close to loving
me. But, at the same time, I needed a break.
Even if the air smelled like cow shit, Ohio
was a good place. It helped me think, sort
things out. Clear my head.

It really does grow on you, doesn't it?

In the end. But, eventually, we all make
our way home.