Peeking back into Rick's room around 8:30 pm on Wednesday night, we saw Rick. Sitting up in bed, engrossed in NCIS or The Mentalist or some other exciting crime drama, big ol' sandwich in one hand, TV remote in the other... just like home.
Rick had no intention of sleeping. He couldn't. He'd have missed NCIS!
And so, the party had just begun. In we all piled. And sat and chatted and watched TV. So much for Rick's rest.
So much for mine.