Guys, hi — I need you.
At 10 — a session on the favorite toy.
It needs to be recharged.
At 12 we’re watching something.
Not for too long though.
Someone here has a huge unfinished article.
Yeah, yeah, I know — I’m a pain.
Alright, fine, we’ll watch for a couple of hours.
I’ve got a mission later.
I need to rescue hostages.
Damn, I’ve already cleared it seven times.
“Looooser,” Hades said.
“Mm-hmm.”
So. I need you.
Guys, I don’t want to cook anything.
Well… maybe salads.
You’re bringing pizza.
Just not seafood — that’s for politicians, keep that away from me.
God, that’s disgusting.
Oh, before I forget.
I’ll be with His Majesty, Mr. Caleb.
Identifying features:
Green eyes.
Insanely handsome and sexy.
Danger in his eyes… and a hint of sadness.
The guy is definitely traumatized.
A $1,800 haircut.
White shirt.
Black suit.
And I can barely breathe next to him.
Yeah, we’re not mixing him up.
So, guys—
just so someone doesn’t question my loyalty—
let me say it loud and clear:
I’m with that important ass.
Alright, what else…
What are we watching?!
No smoking — damn, what am I supposed to tell my son?
SpongeBob?!
No… I heard some weird stuff about it — now I’m not sure it’s a good cartoon.
Ursula?
The Little Mermaid?
Hmm… 🧐
Not sure… maybe something else?
Oh—oh, I know!
An Ideal Husband with Cate Blanchett.
What?! Oh come oooon, guuuys…
Mmm…
I’m giving you the look.
Pleeeease…
Guuuuys…
Are you in?!
Yaaay — I’m jumping with excitement.
My curls bouncing along.
Happiest Woman in the World.
Oops… Mr. Caleb is not happy.
We giggle quietly.
Yeah, guys… he’d kill me if he knew.
Yeah, yeah — I’m rolling my eyes too.
Since when am I such a good girl?
But what can you do…
Love.
Alright, enough chatter.
I’m waiting for all of you.
Waitingggg, guys.