"Thursday it is," said Atton, and not any of the other stuff he was thinking about how a weekend in Ireland with that guy sounded like torture so he was going to try and do his best to make the Thursday worthwhile, at least, and then waved the menu at one of the servers.

"Strictly speaking all four of us," he continued, "mostly just have in common that we're a bunch of weirdos who live in New York who started doing this for fun and then accidentally tripped over our own asses into wanting to take it seriously." Beat. "And we like metal."

Another moment, and: "And Lana's kind of got her own thing going on, actually."