"All over. I need it to solder," Van told her. "It makes a great office paperweight, too. But they’re so dumb on planes now that they won’t even let me take a thing that looks like a gun. And that bad gig I just did with the Space Force . . . well, I can’t tell you about that. But I wasn’t happy with that. That really backfired, it was so bad . . . It took me weeks to work on that, and I pulled in help from everyone I knew, but, yeah, you’re right, Dottie. I can’t fight with you about that. It would have been a hell of a lot better for everybody, everybody in the whole world, if I had just stayed here with you. Maybe watching some sci-fi on TV. Eating that venison sausage. With that cantaloupe. That stuff was great."