Natalie would've liked to point out the cons (aside from that obvious one) were only going to start surfacing from here on out, because that was how it went. But she was busy with other things.

Like singing. This seemed to be one of those songs that seemed to go fairly well with her tendency to sound a little detached, but still a little dark. "Riders on the storm," she began, and her voice wasn't loud, but it was clear. "Riders on the storm; into this house we're born, into this world we're thrown; like a dog without a bone, an actor out alone; riders on the storm..."

He really should have been recording this somehow. It'd be valuable one day.