But, you know, he's in bed with Jessica Alba. And he was once married to me. You gotta hand it to him -- the dude's got charm.
Or maybe just a whole lot of single malt scotch.
Edited to add:
While I'm mulling over comments on my opening pages, I am making up a pot of homemade split pea-n-ham soup, not to mention buttermilk cornbread in a cast iron skillet (the only way). A salad and some cheese to start. Single malt scotch and chocolate for dessert. You are all cordially invited. My date from last night won't be there, if it's any inducement.