[is quiet for a moment; he's reeeeally not sure he wants to share this; finally, shakes his head] Nothing. It's not important. What's important is I had a great friend, someone I could count on, and I made a mess of it.

And now I'm whining to you about it! If I keep this up, you're going to start thinking I'm depressed or something... [sighs and forces a smile] So how about those biscuits instead?