Johnny glared at him and growled, "Woulda been a surprise if ya understood!"

He stormed away angrily, but after a few feet turned around and approached Webster again. "Ya jus' don' get it, Webster, do ya?"

Sinking against the wall, he pressed his hands to his eyes. "It's not jus' that. It's that... " He groaned.

"I miss home, I miss things that 're familiar t'ah me. I miss bein' home." Johnny admitted.

Taking a few deep breaths, he took his hands off his eyes and added, "Yeah, I met 'er. She's lovely, ain't she?"