Crystal finally stopped laughing, although she kept giggling from time to time. I was busy with Thompkins. Wolff and I went over a ton of stuff with him, which didn’t really amount to much in terms of anything useful but you don’t know until you ask.
Nyota started a conversation with Crystal, which was probably what kept her from laughing at me anymore. I caught bits and pieces, enough to know Crystal was getting Nyota up to speed.
The original plan, for Wolff to move out and Nyota to move in needed some adjustment. Thompkins had been staying in a hotel rather than the apartment Vinnie had set him up in. Couldn’t blame the guy, I’d want out too, if it were me. But I didn’t want him out of pocket now, either.