If this were the First Business Foray, Randy would piss his pants at this point. If it were the Second, he would resign and fly back to California tomorrow. But it’s the third, and so he manages to maintain composure. The light is behind him, so perhaps Kepler’s momentarily dazzled and can’t read his face very well. Randy takes a swallow of water and breathes deeply, asking, "In light of today’s events," he says, "what’s in store for our relationship?"