The Post-Coital Cigarette
Oh. Hello there. I didn't see you from my bed here in the gazebo.
Friday has come and gone, and it was on that day that we met with the one and only Mr. Chris Avellone (he insisted upon us omitting the "mister," but I'm a rebel) to discuss game design, cereal, and clandestine trysts at gazebos. Hence the bed.
An enlightening experience for all involved, but our sincerest thanks go out to the good man Avellone himself for taking the time out to sit down with us and tolerate our company for so long. The man has the patience of a saint. So: Thank you once again, Chris, for speaking with us so candidly. It was a privilege!
Ah, but what's that, you say? You missed the interview? Or did you find yourself so marveled by it that you wish to have it on a loop in your house for the rest of your days? Whatever the case may be, fear not! Through the magic of something called "the internet," the interview has been preserved in digital form for all to see!
Another special thank you to Mr. Avellone, for good measure. Now run along, children; my lover will be here soon, and nothing can be allowed to interrupt our joining.