Right, a side project. Now that was just curious, though he really couldn't place the kid. Maybe he'd smoked too much weed, or it was the drinking; either way, his memory wasn't what it used to be. Not nearly as sharp.

"What sort of side project?" He asked, watching the boy carefully as he moved.

Of course the last bit was much more interesting than the projects of a sophomore. What what had he done? Surely things like this would have a lasting affect on his memory. Well, they should have, anyway. It didn't seem to be the case at the moment, however. "What, um, what exactly did I do?"