"See - that's what I'm talking about. I don't want people lying to me about that- I know they'd be doing it to be nice but still. I'm not keeping it a secret or nothing but it's just weird."
He took a noodle out and let it cool on the spoon. "Seriously, I think we all just need to like, spend a night in the living room with a couple bottles of Jack and just get to know each other, you know? Nobody knows what the hell to do and everyone's just kind of stepping all over everybody... I don't know," his thoughts trailed off self-consciously as he blew on the piece of pasta and took a bite. Not done yet.