Here’s the thing…everyone’s runnin’ from something or other. Everybody’s got a past that’s chasing them down. You hear tales of peoples getting fat enough; their riches piled up so high you can’t see over enough to look back. Or occasionally you can get just enough to change your past, make them writers of history pen a new tale of you. I’m guessing that’s why this crew has been assembled here. I’m just hoping there’n no trouble come outta this meeting. I just replaced that there front window.