It's easy to see once it clicks in Bittle's mind, and I tense slightly when he says the name aloud. It takes me a moment but I nod, throat working for a moment before I can find it in my to speak. "It was a long time ago. Back when we were in junior league together. Before-- before everything.

"And it was just-- messing around. Usually when we were drunk," I go on to say. It feels good to actually talk about it. "And we didn't do, um, everything."