Ahh. [York seems to sober, then, as pieces begin to click together in his mind. He has come to realize that the small indicators were there all along and he knows that he likely would have noticed them much sooner had his mind not still been fogged by whatever had happened earlier in the day. Still, he does his best to keep a light demeanor as he cocks his head curiously to one side.]
You know, I feel like I've been hogging the conversation; want to tell me a bit about yourself, Fletcher?