James Spader is turning into your dad — if your dad hung out with John F. Kennedy Jr. and has random little anecdotes about Jackie O., that is. So settle into your office chair and allow Spader to recount a family dinner at the Kennedys that began with way too many pistachios and ended with his vomiting onto his plate. But what really makes the story are the small details: the ready bowl of pistachios, the small round table in the corner, the “flop sweat,” and the warmth of the apartment because Jackie was “very slim.” She sounds pretty chill.