Suffice it to say "The Librarian"* and the "Really Nice Guy"* had a blast.
Well, the Librarian had a blast while being consistently underfed, underslept and thirsty.
The Really Nice Guy had a blast making sure the Librarian didn't run into any walls.
It's a good thing the Librarian doesn't drink.
*terms Wine Guy's family used to describe us both. I understand now what he means about his family thinking he is a goody two shoes.