"I've been the party type. It comes and goes. I'm surprised I'm not out there with a banana on my head and a tie in my hand." He peers into the crowed. "Or dancing like a drunk giraffe but..." he shrugs. "I've been going through a lot of things lately." A pause. "You know...collectively."

He makes a face and pulls a toothpick from his mouth to pocket it for some reason.

"What kind of party floats your boat?"