Extremely high dude with a big blond beard, a gap between his front teeth, and an astonishing aroma who is wearing a very dirty coat and reading the travel section from a newspaper published God only knows when or where: How are you today, my friend?
Sam: Oh, I’m fine, thank you.
Stoned gentleman, with a huge smile: Speaking the future! *Speaking* the future! Wow! You didn’t just whisper it, either!
Stoned gentleman: Wow. Wow.
Sam: Yup. I’m just fine.
Stoned gentleman, his voice growing distant as I leave the bathroom: Man. Positive development.
So that was that. I like that I am some kind of friendly sage on this man’s chemically sponsored journey from unicorn breakfast to Easter hairbow, or wherever it is he started and is going.