While he talked to his boss, he took off his sleeve and switched his glove to one that was a little thinner to do stuff around the house. Next, he got in touch with the company that owned the building and left a message, saying he wanted to talk to them about buying. When he came out, he was barefoot and in sweatpants, comfortable for an evening at home. "Thought of something," he said, phone left on the dining table. "We get to teach Diana to play poker."