Everyone is great and professional. They’re all cordial. And maybe it’s because I’m used to having friends like Oskar and Ezra, where insults are how they show affection, but this whole respectful encouragement I’m getting from everyone is freaking me out. There are drugs in the water in Seattle, aren’t there? Only explanation it could be. Actually, it’s probably because they’re so close to the Canadian border. All that politeness filters through.
