"So," I said, setting down one of Mac's beers, "How is he doing? I haven't talked to him for the past couple weeks."
Thomas nodded. "He's been swamped. Which is something I never expected to hear myself say, but apparently this usually happens around Halloween."
"It does bring out the crazy in people."
"Tell me about it," he grumbled.
I eyed him. "Someone in particular come to mind?"
He sighed. "You know, I once had a hope Harry could be less crazy-"
I spluttered, choking on my beer, and started laughing.
"Yeah," he said glumly. "That's why I say 'once'".