I had a lot of time over the last week to try to get into Lyle's head. To be perfectly honest with you, I'm not sure it's someplace I really want to be. I'd like to say I learned a little something about what makes him tick, but there's just no telling what that might be.
The conversations went something like this:
Me: "So Lyle, tell me about your puppyhood."
Lyle: "Why do you want to know? What are you up to? Are you breathing my air again?"
Me: "No, I'm not breathing at all. I just want to get to know you better."
Lyle: "Why? So you can steal my identity and run up charges on my Visa?"
I didn't even know Lyle had a Visa. So there really is a lot I don't know about him.
Once I actually did get him to talk about his puppyhood a little:
Lyle: "I was adorable."
Me: "What makes you say that?"
Lyle: "Hel-lo! Have you not seen the pictures? Look at the pictures then tell me if you don't think I was adorable. Cutest puppy ever."
I'm afraid I'm letting everyone down, but I just don't think I'm going to be the one who can unlock Lyle's psyche. I really tried, but when I started saying things like "superfun" I knew it was time to stop. Sorry.