Thankfully, Randall landed on his feet. Or maybe it really was his inflated ego that cushioned him. Either way, he made it out of his home unharmed, with only his jacket slightly twisted. He adjusted, as he gave Hershel The Look. "I never understood that last one. Of course you're going to get different results each time. There's more that goes into an equation that your personal actions, you know."

Come on, get it together Hersh.

In any case - "No, no yes." He disregarded the puzzle bit. There was always tomorrow to see Hershel's parents, wasn't there? "Not tonight."