Caleb: Now what is it that you're canceling tomorrow? me: dentist appointment Caleb: Oh. Caleb: You don't need that. me: nope Caleb: You don't have real teeth. me: right Caleb: Very well. Caleb: I'm all packed. Caleb: All I need is a good night's sleep. me: I, too, am ready Caleb: Then we shall dispatch from Dallas on the morrow. me: Sir, it is bonded in blood me: Now I must play some Half Life before my slumber me: I bid you a good evening, then Caleb: Geek.