[He goes into the adjoining kitchen to pour Billy and himself a glass of... orange juice from 2001. Mmm, vintage. Luckily, there's no real time here. He takes both glasses into the living room, then looks around]

Oh. I just... cleaned it.

[Better to say that than 'I was a workaholic who wanted to avoid having a personal life at all costs'.

...no wonder all of his relationships failed.]

Have a seat?