I felt like someone had walked over my grave at that moment.Out of her satchel she produced a pair of
jewel encrusted sunglasses...adorned with the letters
"Those belong to my nemesis Dr. A. Davis!",i said with
a startled cry."I thought i killed him years ago...."
Dante Hicks: But you hate people.
Randal Graves: Yes, but I love gatherings. Isn't it ironic?