You could wait for me.
I won't be home for a couple hours...

...but, well, you could sleep or some...
I'll try to get away early.
But if you don't wanna wait, just lock
the door and put the key in the mailbox.

It was a crazy thing to do, I guess,
but it made sense at the time.

Besides, I thought
I could use a little sleep.

I walked around some more,
then I went up to her apartment.

First thing I remember was
somebody knocking on the door.

I couldn't figure out at first where I was.
Then when I remembered...
... I couldn't remember
whether Ginny had been there or not.

- Hasn't she come home yet?
- I don't know.

I don't think so.
- You mean Ginny, don't you?
- Who do you mean?

I guess I mean Ginny.
- You belong here or something?
- Or something.

- How long have you been waiting?
- I don't know, I just woke up.

I don't even know what time it is.
- I got a key somewhere she gave me.
- I know. I saw you with her at the joint.

- Who are you?
- I'm a man who's waiting for her.

Is that all right?