[Egon's very tired of being insecure about all this. But they do seem to take two steps forward and one step back all the time.]

[Here's two more forward. Egon glances down at the hand and smiles tiredly, a little to himself, before giving the bear's palm a squeeze and going on.]

I've never done much fishing, but I ended up killing quite a few when I cleaned the lake.

Do you go there often?