[tapping is recorded, a slow, maudlin rhythm, occasionally slipping into something hard, frantic, and then back again
suddenly it becomes quicker, lighter, almost sprightly - and abruptly it stops, replaced by incredulous silence]
It's over. It's over.
[with restrained glee in his voice]
Well now. That was...enlightening.
[then it sobers, a hint of embarrassment in his tone]
I - apologise for any inconvenience. I doubt I was the best of company, most of the time. I hope I didn't worry anyone too severely.
[spoken quietly, evenly]
Everything I did, everything I said.
I still mean it.
My answer stands. Does yours?
In time for Halloween, too, that's a relief.