SONDER: the feeling of weirdness and wonder as you reflect that every passer-by has an inner life which is essentially unknowable to you. It's an interesting word, and concept.

It IS him. You don't gasp at first. Then you do. Then once again. Then twice, three times, five, eight, all the way to 244. Robert understands. 'That's cool, man. I heard you were into the Fibonacci sequence. Me too.'

In the moment after you've said it, you know it was the right thing, for once. You look up at the logo of The Company. It's been such a loaded word. But Francine is company, too. Good people are what 'company' also means. God, what a night! You see your face respond to what you've said. You think of all the company you're still to enjoy: hers, others'. Really, you've got no way of knowing what comes next. You're a human. The fun is not knowing.