Let there be light, hallefuckinglujah, he thought, laughing. It could have been in response to the Arizona comment, but really, he was just chasing away the last of those shivers.

"Yeah, I did my time with that shit for a couple years." At a Spencers, even, but he wasn't sure they were at a friendship level that merited that kind of self-embarrassment yet. "Even bussed tables for a while."

He strolled up to the rack of sports equipment and picked a bat, sighting down it just for the sake of BSing up some badassery. "Sounds like depending on which people I'd ask, you're either a professional genius or a grade-A hose beast."