[Sam just ignores this as she pours herself some water, downs the glass, pours another, and seats herself on the counter.]

I hadn't even been nineteen an entire month. Actual birthday's December second, and it was the day of New Year's Eve. Super nice day right from the start, so I decided to go skidooing early on---before lunch. I figured I'd get back in time for lunch, hit the gym one last time before the annual rush of resolutionists, and then clean up for the year's party. When I went out, all was well... Until I had a stupid accident and got the skidoo stuck.