Pete chuckled, feeling like he ought to be embarrassed at this revelation but he just shrugged a little, "It's an addiction, my wife says I ought to seek help, but I think she should stop with the scrapbooking before she can cast the stones," he said shaking his head.
So he liked to play video games, so he liked to collect comic books and really expensive statues of Gandalf and the Green Lantern. So he had a scale model of the Batmobile...There was nothing wrong with such things. As long as Lena spent her time using a heart shaped hole puncher and embossing (new word he learned) pages of glorified photo albums, he could play Halo Wars with 13 year old kids across the country and call it a day.
Pete was taking his scarf off when the bartender asked what they were drinking and Pete ordered them both two fat tire ales and hoped they would just keep them coming. "Well I've always wanted to stand on a desk and say 'O Captain my captain' maybe by the end of the night I'll be drunk enough to get on the bar and get that out of my system," he said smiling happily and taking a drink from the bottle the bartender sat down in front of him.