[He's holding your hand, John, but none of this has left him feeling overly romantic. It's precisely the pressure of the atmosphere that means they need to leave it.
So Prior opens a door. They're walking out of a bathroom, and if John looks back now a battered stall and selection of spattered urinals are all he'll see. If he doesn't, he'll find himself in the Central Park Boathouse long, long after dark. The lights are down inside, only the gleam in through the windows show the empty tables and abandoned bar - the door with a broken lock leading outside.
Prior takes it all in with a slight smile.]
Which is a pity, because I've brought enough very cheap dates here before.
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[He's holding your hand, John, but none of this has left him feeling overly romantic. It's precisely the pressure of the atmosphere that means they need to leave it.
So Prior opens a door. They're walking out of a bathroom, and if John looks back now a battered stall and selection of spattered urinals are all he'll see. If he doesn't, he'll find himself in the Central Park Boathouse long, long after dark. The lights are down inside, only the gleam in through the windows show the empty tables and abandoned bar - the door with a broken lock leading outside.
Prior takes it all in with a slight smile.]
Which is a pity, because I've brought enough very cheap dates here before.