`` okay , you can sleep on the couch . she takes my hand and turns us back toward her apartment , walking quickly . i thought and dreamed all night about the endless possibilities for the truth we are desperately searching for . half of them did n't need to shave but once a week . `` then no more talk about this . as we approached his car , i looked up . it is , after all , where the person running things ought to be , nest pas ? 