The therapy session was a total disaster, but James still paid for it, well, with Mike's money because he had no cash on him, and paying with a card would just fuck up everything, even if it's not in his name. He wanted to be mysterious about it and have no connection with what happened because he just knew somebody was going to talk, maybe the doctor, maybe Niam or Eva, even though he threatened them.
So as they finally stepped out of the building back to the street, it was surprising because the people disappeared. There were only the few that still celebrated but were drunk as fuck, and the others all left, marching toward the central park and bigger areas to celebrate even bigger the national emergency like it was good news.
