"Uh, sorry, sir," Will says to the driver as he steps up onto the pavement, still almost getting run over by the taxi as the driver takes off immediately. But then all of his attention is back on Lito.

"Hi," he says again, not sure what else to say. He listens and follows. "I remember. It was nice. Your apartment, I mean. You had nice, uh... sheets." Will can feel himself blushing. "I'm sure this place is fine, too. Don't worry about it." The state of Lito's apartment doesn't both him, especially not when he has so much else to be concerned about.

"It's been a long day, and I get the feeling it's not over yet. You've gotta try and explain all this to me, Lito. What is this place?"