I'm taking that as a compliment, so thank you. [ It sounded complimentary. Enough. Bob tries not to reflect on the couple of days he probably spent squatting in an empty room, talking to himself and living on whatever could be cooked with a George Foreman grill. ]

It got easier to handle when I realized that this is all like a combination of every weird, crazy thing that's ever happened to me, ever. It's just... magical. And ten times crazier. Or I'm ten times crazier. But the wine's free, so.