It was, strangely, Jeff the Liar, son of William the Barely Known, - who first became concerned [and] it was Annie the Dayplanner, herself a recovering headcase, that recognized the signs of coming doom.
Reggie [after being injected with 'truth serum']:
I love butt stuff. I hate spiders. I stole a pen from the bank. I cried during ‘About a Boy’…the soundtrack! I can see why women find Clive Owen attractive to the point where I might just as well be attracted to him. I use comparisons to Hitler to win arguments on the internet at the drop of a hat. I know nothing about wine. I’m more turned on by women in pajamas than lingerie. I just wanna know that they’re comfortable. [starts sobbing] I didn’t get Inception. I didn’t get Inception! There’s so many layers.