I don't wander, but I've been told I talk in my sleep, but there's no one around to hear me lately. Probably a good thing, that.

I think the grownups at the House realized that their geniuses would need to blow off some steam every once in a while, and probably organized stuff that would be fun.

If they ever figure out a way to get coffee into the bloodstream without, you know, killing you, I shall be the first in line.