Episode 0: This Idiot

And so we begin.

Teller stared through pale white pillars of smoke and roiling dust motes of the Wise Old Crowe. He peered discreetly over the heads of the fishermen at the next table, heads bent together in a gossip of quilt caps. His gaze rode for a moment across the room in the dishwater hair of the waitress, Gert, until she disappeared into the kitchen and there he was: a brand-new idiot.