(Emily follows Dee down the alleyway and finds him trembling out the back.)
Dee: I can't do this, I can't do this, they know... they know! I can't do this, they know, I can't do this, I can't do this, they know, I can't- Emily: Dee! What are you talking about!? Dee (crouching behind a bin): They know - they're all staring at me! They're all suspicious - they know - I can't do it - I can't, I can't, they know - I can't - Emily: ... Nobody has a clue! Everything's fine! I don't understand! Dee: They're all staring at me! I can feel their eyes, watching me! But they don't make eye contact - They veer around to avoid walking near me - Don't you see it!? Emily: That's - not - what's happen- Oh! Oh. Dee: What? Emily: I think maybe... Are you sure people aren't just looking at you? Dee: ... that's what I said?
--- Alt text: THERE'S my boy