"Nice place you got here," Sam quipped, flopping down on the chair and wiggling around in it. "You don't entertain much, do you?" he observed, trying to get comfortable. No such luck. Oh well! "Go for it, Jay. Blow me away." Mostly, Sam was curious because if this really happened then, well, he was fucked. It would just be cementing all of the crazy stories and warnings into truths, and he needed to know.