Who: St. George, St. Patrick What: Totally mature saints having a totally mature reunion When: Friday afternoon Where: A bar near George and Sebastian's apartment
If George had to rate how happy he was to see Patrick, he'd put himself somewhere between 'too excited to sit still' and 'too excited to think clearly'. George was thrilled when any of the other saints came onto his radar, but Patrick was family. His brothers were some of the many, many things he'd missed dearly when he left Great Britain for America. It had been too long since he'd seen any of them.
Happily celebrating Patrick's feast day wasn't the same as seeing him, unfortunately.
George had really wanted to wear his shamrock-shaped Mardi Gras beads to mark the occasion, but he hadn't been able to find them. And so, unfortunately beadless, he sat at a table facing the door, waiting for Patrick to arrive.