Roughly six or seven years. I wasn’t terribly close with my father after graduating. You can imagine my surprise when I got your call about my father leaving the house to me in his will. And you’re certain the funeral has to happen...here?

Come on, where is everyone?! (groans) I know I was running a bit late, but it’s already two and the wake is supposed to happen at four.

Of course, nothing was ever great…was it Dad? (pause) Probably why you just decided to hide this in the garage…