Bernie gave his speech at the detectives convention last night. Not much makes Bernie nervous – Suzie, sometimes. And definitely making speeches. Was he sweating or what? Human sweat: a huge topic, maybe for some other time. For now, let’s just say you can tell a lot about how people are feeling moment to moment from the smell of their sweat, and poor Bernie was feeling pretty close to panic. I thought the actual speech went very well. When I woke up, everyone was clapping. Then came drinks at the bar, possibly one too many for Bernie. He’s still asleep but I’ll have to pull the covers off him soon. My back teeth are floating.
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