George couldn't help an eyeroll. It was not as if she'd come from the dark night with the sole purpose of causing heart attacks on unsuspecting people. She somehow managed to roll her eyes even harder upon his piss poor impersonation of Pennywise, just because some people might try to call her Georgie.
George had never been scared of the movie It like everybody else on the planet; in fact, she hated the clown much more for being so lame than for being scary. When she was little and accidentally saw the movie (accidentally as in pretending to be asleep while in fact she sat behind the couch her mom was sitting on the whole time), George really just wanted to punch Pennywise for being so fucking stupid.
Okay, this Andy guy made the craziest faces, too. George had a hunch he was lying when he said he felt great. When he explained he felt like puking, she nodded in understanding. Ah, so she was right after all. George looked a his injuries with a frown. Poor guy actually did look like he could use some hardcore painkilling. She wondered if there was an animal involved, but didn't ask because Andy didn't really look like he could answer any more questions properly.
"I just didn't want you to pass out or anything." She said, explaining why she'd suggested that he sat down. When Andy mentioned the other people, George went around the teacups thing and looked, and she could, indeed, see some people-shaped shadows up ahead of them. George didn't feel like going over there just yet, though. "Yeah they're up there." George told Andy, coming back around.
"I...can... try to amuse you." George said, with serious doubt in her voice. That wasn't the best thing to tell a strange guy on drugs, who knew what he'd ask her to do for his own amusement.
"Yeah, lucky me, and thanks to River. That girl isn't like every other young girl..." She commented, nodding.