Steven, it's me.

I'm here in Orlando.

Yeah.

Wait a second.

Our dinner is tomorrow on Monday.

I guess I'll fly home.

I'll just come right back.

I'll be back after dinner for our dinner.

Okay, bye.

It really wasn't my fault that I messed up the, by I. It was and me saying not my fault.

And then saying I means it was my fault that I messed up the day of the dinner for the holiday

party dinner and not much of a party for Froano's photo and all of our employees and their wives,

except for me because I'm single. Oh, hello there.

I'm back. Oh, hey, Stephen. And yes, you did kind of mess it up. And I'm glad that I realized

it right before you flew to Florida and could change your flights because I didn't realize it until,

I think, the day before, right? Yeah, no, it was the day before. It was the night before I was

leaving. See, here's what happened. We all, we go to the same restaurant every year. It's called

Saloon. Look it up. Saloon Philly. It's like an old mafia joint, really good Italian place,

and we like to go there, and it's nice. And I originally scheduled a Tuesday dinner. And so it went into my

calendar for Tuesday, but then Stephen wasn't able to go to that one. They weren't able to make it.

Because you scheduled it and you're like, oh, here's dinner. It's this time, this day. I'm like,

I can't do Tuesdays, dude. That's because it was filling up fast. So I needed to, you know, make a decision. And then you're like,

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