The night I got stood up, it ticked me so much that I just didn't eat. One night I got to eat with CD, etc. Other nights I'd go to L'Etoile and Franco would ask if I felt like eating with others, or, on a couple nights I ate with Hal Fraser. Franco was - I hate to say "concerned" but interested, that I did what I wanted to do and would never push me to sit with others if I didn't feel like it. And one night at Bloody Mary's, one night in the room, not too hungry. At lunch, Hal or Michael Shapiro or the Doctor or others would invite me to join them - everyone made an effort to see that I wasn't left out, yet did it without making it look like an effort was being made, effortlessly .