We all just came in from a campfire out in the yard, a part of the woodworking school class experience. A student brought us a really nice bottle of wine--a really nice bottle of wine--from the Napa Valley and we enjoyed it out by the fire with pleasant conversation. Not a bad evening of work, I'd say. All in the line of duty.
So let's get this straight: People pay us money to come to our house, work in Andy's shop, eat their meals with us, buy us a nice bottle of wine, sit around our campfire pit, and then go home happy.
This could be very, very good.