A pretty bright guy by the name of Chalmers once wrote that 'the Grand essentials of happiness are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.' Now, I'm pretty sure I hadn't been looking for any of those things and knowing my luck, if I was? I wouldn't have found them. But I'm looking at Charlie and all I can think is 'what if they're all the same thing?'

"Anything I say right now, up to and including 'would you like some grey poupon?' would sound cheesy and cliche right now, so I think I'm going to just smile and lay here and let you know that I'm a big pile of mush. Did you hear me, Mister Pace? Mush."