"You play with people, I've watched you do it. I knew you did it. I guess I just thought I was the exception. Guess not." Sam smiled sadly and then just let himself fall back onto the bed, covering his eyes with his hand. It wasn't worth getting upset over now, he had enough to worry about. Barty was what he was and it stung, it really did and it always would but what else could he do about it?

"I need my phone. Can you find it for me? Otherwise Gene is going to burst in here soon and I don't want to deal with that." His head hurt enough.