Ah. Damn. I just put my foot in it, didn't I? Grife, I remember what a wreck Tim was. He's always had that weird idea that someday he can put the cape behind him.

[Bart frowns, and considers things, heading for the kitchen.] Can I get you anything? I could use a snack. Especially since this is a long conversation and I'm not even sure I'm the right person to have it. Maybe I should call Tim.