George raised an eyebrow. Yes, Constantinople was not a place where he had good luck, apparently.
"Firstly, I can't say I know who you are," George said, leaning forward. His smile was as friendly as ever, since he enjoyed being cheerful around people who didn't seem to like him. "Secondly, I didn't see any signs saying this was your city. How strange, since you seem so convinced that it's yours."