Well, one woman left her husband for him, so...

( A thoughtful beats me downturn to his lips, coupled with a shrug. )

A lot, I guess.

( Don't get him started on how bad they wanted to eat that cow, or what Ron did to keep it alive that first winter. )

I mean, you don't know how much you miss it until you're drinking shitty black coffee and running on dry boxed cereal because that shit lasts forever until you open the bag.