>> daniel: tony, how many bottles can you drink? >> anthony: we'll see. >> all: whoa! >> anthony: yes, i remember now. somewhere near the start of the evening. the moment little brother grabbed the reigns of our soon to be careening chariot. unfettered by earthly conventions like so-called good sense. or inevitable reality of work tomorrow. >> daniel: all right. eat the egg, eat the egg before it gets cooked too much. >> anthony: oh that's good. >> daniel: it's good? you like the marinade more, right? >> anthony: yeah, yeah, yeah. this being korea, beer is a must. as is, apparently, soju. i had forgotten that part. i'm curious, though. i mean, what seems to define korea, as i know it, is it anticipates the future very, very well.