Whoa, whoa--! [ Ray holds up his hands, already out of his adjacent bed, his own southern accent complimenting hers. ] I promise you I had nothin' to do with this, I don't know any more than you do.
[ If this situation were any less Stepford Mad Men Ray might go the extra step to also reassure her that, don't worry, nothing happened, he's gay, but he isn't that stupid, that'd be a nice way to put a target on his back he really doesn't need right now.
Not that he's really convinced this is actually the past or anything, but...
He keeps his hands up where she can see them anyway, as if she's armed, but he isn't sure what else to do with them. ]
I'm Ray. [ A beat. ] So you don't remember how we got here either, huh?
bedroom (IF THAT'S COOL)
[ If this situation were any less Stepford Mad Men Ray might go the extra step to also reassure her that, don't worry, nothing happened, he's gay, but he isn't that stupid, that'd be a nice way to put a target on his back he really doesn't need right now.
Not that he's really convinced this is actually the past or anything, but...
He keeps his hands up where she can see them anyway, as if she's armed, but he isn't sure what else to do with them. ]
I'm Ray. [ A beat. ] So you don't remember how we got here either, huh?