Olivia's birthday dinner. Fish and Co at the glass house. I went up to the band to request a song for her. "Summer of 69." The song ended. The food hadn't arrived. It was drizzling outside and I was thinking again. Out of the conversation, I suddenly asked, "Do you think we will all still be friends when we are old?" Perhaps I would never feel as close to them as I did with her, but I dunno, maybe I wanted a kind of re-assurance. I don't think weird wayne will be going on any more adventures with silly susan, not when she'd only bring someone else to the places they have been to.

"If promise you will come to my funeral, I promise I will go to yours."