It is not that I am disinterested just less interested than if I was. I’m sorry if you find this a flimflam answer, but it is the truth and I am a truthful man, apart from when I’m not. That, however, is at my own discretion. I can assure you, if you are able to pique my interest, it shall remain so right up until the point where it is not. I hope you find this reassuring. If you don’t, please don’t worry as it is said more for my benefit than your own. It is due to the flaws in my character that I must conclude this ramble and no direct fault of your own, as I’m already at the point of suicidal boredom. Yet social etiquette demands I drag out this sermon, and so I do. I would like to blame this on you for an inability to keep me entertained, to focus my will, but I’ve forgotten your name and am therefore ad-libbing until I might address you directly on its reoccurrence. It’s coming… No it’s not. I can’t. It’s gone. I’m off.