[ He hopes he gets to go home right where he left off from. He's still not sure if he wants to remember or not. ]

Mm. Gathering supplies downtown. Heading up. [ There's silence on his end as he reaches for the remains of the bottle he and Alfie had polished off - there's clinking sounds as he drags it towards him. ] Think we're going to stay at the hotel a day or two. Sleep in real beds.

The MN poisoning has gotten bad. For both of us.