Possibly. It's a little hard to tell in regards to my jobs, because I'm always told my ideas are insane and impossible until I make them work. I find it's often a matter of paying attention to the details in order to piece a complicated heist together. Outside of my work though, you've made me tempted to try and write myself. I haven't yet indulged in it, but the impetus has been there after our talks of poetry and literature. For me, that's outside the box.

And I'll have one more glass and then call it.

[He sits on the sofa again, bad leg extended outward, and leaning forward to pour the wine.]


I didn't know you were also a scientist conducting an experiment to see how long I can go without plotting before the madness sets in.

[He's teasing her.]

So, do you ever go back to Olympus?