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I barely restrain myself, wanting to point out that I didn't exactly get a warm welcome, but I know it's as much as my own fault. I stayed away too long, I should have been there, in Bastogne. "Come on, come drink with me. You can ask whatever you want and I'm not going to have my feelings hurt. Besides, Joe's probably bound for some more drinks and I don't think he even knows I'm here," I admit.