Hey, hey, hey, I'm almost drunk in my apartment.

Already? We're not even 10 seconds in.

Well, to be fair, I mean, the call started with me and you maybe six minutes ago.

I mean, that's enough to do a drink.

That's true. You're right.

So, you know, I feel like am I bad for drinking during our actual professional call?

Hell no.

Okay.

Do you remember a couple of weeks ago when we were doing the Instagram lives?

I guess it was the first day I had debuted my man bun, my top pony, whatever you want to call it.

Your pebbles look.

My pebbles, my fruity pebbles look.

And maybe as you were somebody in the chat, you should wear this to the office, LOL.

And I was like, oh my god, no, that is like not professional.

And then that.

Yeah. And then I know, right? Remember offices and then Matt chimed in and was like, I'm your boss.

And I decide what's professional and you should wear that into the office.

It's a sad day when Matt has to decide that's professional.

Am I right about that?

Especially about my hair, no less, you know?

Right. Right.

Of course.

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