Somewhere in his heart, Dave knows that Albert feels his vibe. There is a look of understanding in that smile, not the usual confused expression he gets when he makes a weird, off the cuff comment. He nods to solidify the moment, but he moves on with the conversation as Albert takes it onward.

"That's deep." He adds helpfully, but there's an agreeable tone to his voice. "It's still depressing to know that every artsy, guilt-mongering apocalypse movie was a little bit right. Thanks, Al Gore." He glances up at the sky, as if expecting him to be there, then hesitates to look back at Albert.

"It's a long story. Like, hellishly long. What part in particular are you angling for?"