“Jesus, where’d you get this coffee?”
“When.”
“You figured it out?”
“Partly. Back and forth, not time and place.”
“I don’t know. That might be a feature. What’s the last you know of him?”
“New York to start.”
“You think something’s wrong?”
“I think it might be a hardware issue.”
“Yeah, that sounds about right. Did he seem funny to you?”
“I do but I don’t.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“I don’t know.”
“Oh man, we are going to need so much more fucking coffee.”
“Ready?”
“Fuck no. What does that have to do with anything, and when has it ever mattered?”
“Just a courtesy.”
“You can keep the ceremonious bullshit. And I better get some fucking sleep after this, or you sure fucking won’t. Let’s go.”