Okay, and we're starting.

That's not part of it.

It's 3 a.m. and everyone is tucked in fast asleep that bottoms up.

You can hear the sweet dog bark-like snores coming from Chalice's room.

You see Seb and Chip in their undergarments partaking in their nightly game of sleep chess in their room.

Seb always wins and Chip always cheats.

But where's beef?

His bedroom door slightly ajar, his pile of hay too fresh from no slumber, but no beef. We cut to the cellar basement of bottoms up,

where a handful of people looking eager are standing around waiting. There is a sign propped up

on an easel that reads, Beef's 101 Improv Masterclass.

Wow, I'm super excited to take this class.

Heard a lot of great things about it,

and I think it's really going to help me professionally.

So I'm really excited about this.

I'm a little worried about how cost effective it is.

But I hope that it does what it needs to do for me.

Did anyone else have a hard time finding this place?

I was like walking around in circles

for like a while before I was able to find it.

Oh, I'm a regular hair.

It bottoms up, so I'm used to it.

This place is nuts, though.

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