Finally, Billy shook his head. "s**t, man," he said glumly. "It still isn't ringing any bells."
"Doesn't it seem kind of familiar to you, though?" pressed Dave. "I mean, doesn't it give you the feeling there's something about it you oughtta' know?"
"Nope," shrugged Billy. "I'm not getting any kind of vibes off it. The only Hoffman I can think of is poor Frank Hoffman back in Wolf's Rock."
"But there's something else!" Dave insisted.
"Damned if I know what it is," sighed Billy.
Dave grimaced with frustration. "It's like...I know I've heard that name before! I know it means something! I just...can't...quite...get it!"
"You sure you're not thinking of Dustin Hoffman?" smirked Billy.
"Yes, I'm sure!" lanced Dave. "It's somebody else. It's...aw, s**t!" Caught by a sudden ripti
