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I did, I did. I texted and I phoned and I sent an email.

And actually, I went for a pizza for a change.

Pizza? - Yeah, pizza. I thought it'd be nice, you know.

Cool. - Because, you know, I can actually hear the little sound of...

Oh, there we go. Look at that. I left the door open, as always.