"Oh, well, I... do live just up the street," Jon notes, a bit thoughtfully. "Up on the Bluffs. I've been meaning to do more than work and go back home, and... I certainly wouldn't mind getting to make a social call for something that isn't a dubiously-evil tape."

A beat. He's not going to tell this poor man that he literally fed off that fear. That's a conversation for another time.

"It's no trouble at all, though. I'm happy to listen when an ear is needed. Do feel free to call me, though, alright? Maybe I'll have to come back soon, convince you to teach me how to make that wine."