GH: You know what I'm fantasizing about right now?
AF: Alcohol and a foot massage?
GH: Oatmeal raisin cookies.
AF: (beat) Me too. That's what I was gonna say.
". . . Keys yearn to mix with change. Mandolins strive to get out of tune. Every order has within it the germ of destruction. All order is doomed, yet the battle is worth while." --Nathanael West