"Not me, thankfully. I've heard of it happening to others." The man was being polite, and at least attempting to keep his weirdness under control. It put Badd in a charitable mood with his information. "Though I did get a letter from my ex-wife telling me how much she missed me and that she hoped I'd get better soon. Even got a picture with it of our wedding so I'd remember a little better."

He raised his glass, mouth twisting up in the barest fragment of a bitter smirk. "Funny part is, I've never been married and the woman in the photograph was a convicted murderer I got put away right before I retired."