He brought up other pieces of junk. When he said he also had a Gladstone bag in his carriage, I felt I had to stop him. I opened the storyboard ledger and tried to locate the connection between the sketches and his junk. While I was doing so, I asked him, “Are these artifacts part of the plot? I cannot see any references here.”
He glanced at my notebook and said immediately, “To be quite honest, I would have once found that question to be rude and callous. I would have gone berserk, as brutes are wont to do. I would have bitten off your ears and chomped on their soft tissue. Did I ever mention that its consistency is similar to gizzard?” He laughed, three unfocused chuckles. “That’s a joke, my friend. I would have done far worse. But I have changed. I am no longer roused by your pretence
