What’s Wrong?” Asked Seth, Seeing My Frown.

Dreams, Dreams. I Walk Them; I Live Them. I Delude Myself With Them. It's A Wonder I Can Spot Reality Anymore."... He Turned From Me With A Sigh. "i Need A Drink."... "oh, Good. That'll Fix Everything. I'm Glad In A World Gone Mad, You've Still Got Your Old Standbys."... "what Do You Expect Me To Do?" He Asked. "you Could... You Could... Well, Now That You're Here, You Could Help Us. Plus, This Guy We're Meeting. He's Another Spirit User."... "yeah, That's Exactly What I Want. To Help My Girlfriend Get Her Old Boyfriend Back. " He Turned Away Again, And I Heard Him Mutter, "i Need Two Drinks."

What’s Wrong?” Asked Seth, Seeing My Frown. “that New Drummer. Alec. He Hit On Me Earlier, And Now He’s Moving In On Casey. I Think He’s One Of Those Guys Who Thinks Plying Girls With Liquor Is The Only Way To Get Laid.” “wait. I Thought I Was The Only Guy Who Knew That Secret.

That's What I Was Supposed To Say.

It’s Easy To Want Peace And Love In Hypothetical Situations—then Reality Sets In, And Sometimes We Have To Do What’s Ugly.

As Long As We’re Together, That’s How We’ll Be. No Trembling. No Faltering. We’re Unstoppable.