We know he smells like Band-Aids. We know he dresses like a Cuban cab driver. We know he exhibits-nay! Flaunts, proudly, obvious symptoms of over half a dozen disorders you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy's pets. We know these things about Ben Chang, and so much more than we ever wanted to know about him. Why? Because it's there. It's on the surface. What you see may be what you don't want, but it's also what you get.