[Rey and James. Interesting. Interesting names. As they are leaving Don grabs a shot off a passing waitress's tray before running a hand over her shoulder. She turns - angry - before she sees Don and melts.

He grins.]

That's Charlie.

[Tossing back the shot he points.]

Charlie. Rey. James. They all will have moments of...doubt. Of a lack of happiness. Happiness, I'd say - is the smell of a new...space ship. Let's go with space ship because you're from space.

[his tone turns sincere and he sounds remarkably sober.]

Finn, it's...giving people who don't have something to connect to culture. So we do it...through products.

I had a shitty childhood. It was dark and terrible and...

[something is clearly swimming up in his mind. He has been through a lot here and maybe, just maybe...]

And to be honest knowing that there was something bigger out there made me happy. Buying things...it was like people didn't care where I was from. Anybody could buy a ...a candy bar. You have candy in your world?