Mort laughed. "This is true." He picked up his knitting, glanced at it, then began to knit without looking. He was always more comfortable talking to people with something in his hands. "He is... ridiculously amazing. Where do you know him from, Joy, may I ask?" Then another thought struck him, and he added, "Did you tell him Aaron was a drummer, or did he do that Sherlock Holmes thing he does? You know the one I mean, right?"
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