Alright, look here buddy — I know people. LOTS of people. It’s my specialty. I am the god of knowing people. Think of somebody. Anybody. I’ll give you a hot minute. Alright, times up. Got somebody in mind? Good. Yeah, I know that person. Wild, right? There isn’t a single god damned name that I can’t associate with a face I know. Some people I know don’t even have names. They’re part of some isolated tribe that never developed a nomenclature system for themselves. And some people I know don’t even have faces. They’re part of an isolated tribe that never developed a face system for themselves. Some of the people I know shouldn’t theoretically even exist. Only my mind is capable of compregending their eldritch existence. Case and point: I am unrivaled in knowing people — fact. Also fact — I do not know Joe. I guess what I’m trying to say here is; who’s Joe?