If I were Guildenstern, I’d be pretty pleased that my buddy. Hamlet, the Prince of Denmark, asked how I was first. I’d be all, like, proud and ready to spill all my stories. I’d be preparing to tell him the story about my grandmother and the knitting club. I might even share some of my romantic troubles with him, cause you know, he cares, he asked me first. Right? I mean, Suck it Rosencrantz. I’m winning this one.