Fine. Don't tell me. [he couldn't even believe that. Couldn't even believe to begin that. It wasn't a memory it was a fairy tale. But fine. He never expected to get a straight answer out of him anyway]

I don't like it, this thing. It's too surreal. Too bizarre. Like I've stepped into Twilight or wherever that is. [he rubbed his stomach absently under the table, feeling the acid build up and knowing he wasn't likely to get any sleep tonight either]

I'm glad I came to watch your back. [because he didn't trust Anthony to watch his own.]