"Yeah, I should be. But then I realized that the people inside aren't the people I came to know, and that I'll never have what they have, so I've been in the guest house watching cartoons." He took a drag of his cigarette as he sat down, flicking the ash in the nearby ashtray. "Technically, this is my past. And my husband just watched himself get born. I'd rather not ruin his birthday with my bad mood."
He shrugged. "Why did Teja bring you along, anyway? You don't seem like the happy party-going sort."