"Nobody's welcome," says Iman with a careless wave of her hand. "Look, don't worry about that right now, I'll help you out, I'm connected. How did things get left back - in Manhattan?" She almost said 'home'. "How was Greta, was she... okay?" God. This is exactly why she'd been drinking. She understands his questioning, expects it, but she can't just launch into that, not after so much time. "What's happened over the last month?"