. . . sure, make Anders think for a second you were implying something about him being toast with that fingerwiggling there. OR A TOASTER. He lived with Bridge for two years, remember? Okay, thinking about being toast was slightly preferable than thinking about the Boff Chart. He was an old Fandom hand, he knew how these crazy weekends worked, but he was pretty when he was broody just a little too given over to the tendency to think too much to be able to completely blow it off.

"I know," he answered simply, leaning against the wall. He studied his hands for a moment, then took a breath. "I was doing pretty well there for a while, not thinking about all the Source stuff."

Oh, and there it was.

. . . yeah.