We’re debriefed, we’re in touch, the perimeter is hardened, and for almost the last time, I’ll be on the door all day tomorrow. No one, keyn ayin hora, is going to get hurt more than we hurt already.

I know that you know how to stay and keep safe. It's just the four hundred and fifty miles.

If somebody slips on his hairpiece and falls down the stairs across town, that I can’t help.

Gravity, it's the natural order of all things, baby.

*hugs*