Natasha is the Godot of threading. She's worth waiting for. So here I am sitting on a bright orange sofa in a basement that looks like it was designed for a bollywood set. Waiting sucks but it sucks worse when you're sitting next to two girls that talk in decipals dolphins can hear. A cigarette in this case would solve two problems... The waiting issue and the proximity to pure obnoxiousness. And yes,... I know. I'm saving my lungs,... Now what's your solution for saving my ears?