Mike: And you thought there would only be one flask in the emergency scotch reserves, and there’s even more just in case. Also the customer is James, although I have no real idea what he looks like. Now you can buy his shirt!
James: I look like that, but fatter.
Mike: Well now I’m just depressed, “We’ve been waiting for you…” In slightly less depressing news my birthday was yesterday… so there’s that…
James: That’s what I do, son. I RUIN BIRTHDAYS!
Seriously though, what the fuck happened to Joyce DeWitt?
Mike: “Come and knock on our door…”
James: Oh, the shenanigans these kids get into!
Tune in Friday for shenanigans.