eizenstat and his wife came out onto their driveway to go into town, and eizenstat went to his car and opened the back door of his car and got in and sat in the back seat because he had gotten limousine service for four years. his wife said, "stu, wake up. those days are gone." c-span: "he did that looking-over-your-shoulder-to-fi nd-somebody-more-important-to-ta lk-to thing." what's that? >> guest: go to a cocktail party in washington, and if you are not a person at a very high level and you are speaking to someone who is at a slightly higher level than you, they will generally have a conversation with you like this: "yeah, well, i, yeah, well, that's very interesting," scanning the room over your shoulder to see whether someone is coming in the room that they really need to schmooze with. you're sort of ok as a kind of temporary stopgap, but it's not the case that the full force of his attention is going to be focused upon you. he's looking for someone who can actually do him some good. c-span: do you ever do that? >> guest: i hope not. i hope not, but i guess everybody is afflicted