"Oh yeah? Darwin never said anything about sea dwellers looking like Jay Lenno. Evolution clearly fails." Shawn takes a deep breath, fighting the urge to throw up.

He closes his eyes and presses his fingers against his temple, an automatic reflex to Gus' question. His head is still a place of chaos and he yells at his thoughts to line up so he can take a better look. They pout at him but after a while they obey and he can start walking them like endless hallways of cabinets. "Sidney," he finally croaks. "The gaming convention, remember? I kicked your ass at Rock Star."