Take a glimpse, if you dare, into a misty conversation in the night.

Lactaid Lady: i wish i could be like Hamlet and pretend to be crazy
Cookies4Grandma: you can...
Cookies4Grandma: but i don't know where that would get you... your not seeking revenge on your uncle for killing your father
Lactaid Lady: rats!
Cookies4Grandma: i mean, unless there is something i don't konw about
(dun Dun DUN)

Are you starting to question my past? If i have any skeletons in my closet? If you shouldnt have eaten that (insert food product hea)?
--Ah hA! I thought so...For there is method to my madness, or is there?