"Howard told me a little bit about you, but I'll admit it: I don't know as much as I'd like to. I'll admit something else too: the last time we spoke about you, it was an argument. I was asking Howard if there was a way to wean you from beer. It may have been a fight, but if there was anything I understood from it, it was how much Howard cared about you."

She sighed. "And because of that, I want to know more about you, look after you if you'll let me."