"Elliott!" Oh, is he glad to see a familiar face. He shuffles closer, straightening out the hem of his light sweater and smoothing down his bow-tie as if that saves him from the fact that he's got a leaf or two in his hair and looks frazzled.

"Oh, yes, thank...someone. I did not realize there was a curfew! I had no idea, though I guess I should have expected they would close the gates at night, but anyway. Dear boy, what are you doing this far out at this late in the day?"