Millie stared at the newcomer for a moment, feeling her hopes dashed--and only then realized she'd hoped that the stranger might be able to answer some questions. "Join the club," Millie said sourly.
She stepped back and opened the door wider. "C'mon on in. Nobody here remembers who they are either. Some of us have passports or dog tags so we think we know who they are. You got anything like that?"
[George/"Millie"]
She stepped back and opened the door wider. "C'mon on in. Nobody here remembers who they are either. Some of us have passports or dog tags so we think we know who they are. You got anything like that?"