So yes, there was the alcohol. So yes, the thrill of an event, the best event. The one that you will remember forever kind of event. So yes there was the wide-eyed youthful stares and the scotch and more scotch and probably too much scotch. And the kind of excitement that should be sexual. I am looking around for something sexual to pin it on, because surely Meyer isn't exactly my thing, although he is fine, gorgeous even, fun. But damn, he can write. And damn they can write, those young things who read alongside him. And I am in awe.