[ Jeff smiles in that way that's like, oh yeah, I get that. He was obsessed back home. Playing better (or weirder), harmonizing so perfectly with the Gift that magic and music became indistinguishable from each other, trying to come up with licks that'll stick in people's minds, stand out, and live forever...

Get to the top. Be a star. Blow up, burn up, doesn't matter what happens to him, as long as he gets his music and magic out there. The stakes always felt so high. ]

Yeah... It's nice, man. [ As for the guitar? ] Oh! Dude, knock yourself out! Maybe we can teach each other sometime, I mean, 'cause I was never any good at the drums, and I want to learn, and it's like, we've got nothing but time here, so we've gotta do something to keep from going totally crazy and--

[ He's just going to happily-- and obliviously-- keep on rambling, just a sunny, optimistic kid talking about a future that's never going to come. ]