George trailed Angelina, managing a hug for Mandy as well, and he really wished there was something he could do for her, but really, he knew there wasn't.
Nothing anyone could do.
He followed Angie numbly outside, his hand clasped tightly in hers, and he shrugged. "Anywhere. I just can't do this." He gestured toward the inside they'd just left, then pulled his tie loose. He unbuttoned his top shirt button, thinking, then nodded.
"Yeah. There's half a steak pie of Mum's. Come? Stay with me, yeah? I'll leave off the drink, if you do."