We went on a little vacation when I had a slight breakdown. I went after one of my colleagues with a fountain pen.” “Why?” Dutch asked. “I was under a lot of stress. And his tone, when he was telling me something about some tests we had run, bothered me. So, you know . . . fountain pen.” Dutch started to ask more questions about what Max knew he’d now call “the fountain pen incident,” but she bumped his elbow with her own.
