It’s the least camping-like camping ever, but it’s the only type of camping that Midge has ever done.

“What’s so funny?” she asks playfully. If describing her summer camp is what gets him to laugh, she’s going to feel disappointed in her abilities as a comedian. “It’s for adults and kids. It’s leisure in the woods, okay?”

She rolls her eyes and sips her whiskey. “Not all of us are rugged outdoorsmen who have punched wildlife.”

Midge isn’t offended. She’s sure her camp is practically civilization compared to what Robert is used to.