"Excellent!" Greg started off enthusiastic as he got up off the couch, faltered as a stab pierced through his side, then got up much more carefully. Still, he didn't miss a beat popping the disc into the nice player the room came with (man these places are nice). It takes more than pain to dampen enthusiasm for a good album.

Easing himself back down as Beast of Burden started out of the speakers, Greg gave an easy shrug to the thanks.

"Ahh, don't mention it, it's the least I can do. I always say, what food can't fix, it can help."

These days, sharing food and company was all Greg considered himself good for.