"There's a fanclub? Or is this just more shit in your head?" This dude was even nuttier outside of the house than inside. Well hell. Maybe if he lucked out, Ginger will get sick of him in a week or two. He just had to keep from saying it out loud.
"So Ging, what did you manage to bring from new York?" He glanced at the boxes, moving towards the first one. "Should we start unpacking?"