Previously on The O.C.:
How many wines have we tasted?
I stopped taking notes.
A little too much Indian spirit, huh?
Well, drive back in the morning.
I need to go home.
The Nana's not nice. I love her, but she's not.
Is kind of part of her charm.
I hate this state! I hate the sunshine!
I hate the ocean! I hate Schwarzenegger!
I don't believe it, Ryan.
Bright Eyes has two albums in the top ten.
Are you okay with that?
Yeah, I just feel like the rest of the world has finally caught up to me.
- Is a little bit scary. - Yeah, is a lot scary.
Tell me I'm still special.
Sethela.
Nanala. How you feeling?
Oh, if you were all that interested, you would have called me.
And would it kill you to cash that birthday check I sent you?
- I'm finished sending you things. - Okay, I'm sorry, I forgot.
You make my life very difficult.
No, I'm sure that $20 outstanding has the bank just going crazy.
Yeah, smart ass. Where's your father?
- I don't know... - Who is it, Seth?
Actually, my mom just came in if you want to talk to her.
- Is The Nana. - No.
What do you want me..?
Hello, my dad just showed up.
Awkward family moment avoided for everyone but me.
- Love you. - Yeah? You coulïve fooled me.
Is The Nana.
Oh. Ma! Hey! How are you?
Why does he always get so much louder when he talks to her?
They're a family of screamers.
- How's your grandma feeling? - The Nana. Ryan, please.
"Grandma" invokes homemade cookies and maybe someonewho's actually nice to you.
The Nana, definitely not nice to you, or me.
- But she's doing great. - Full remission.
Which confirms my suspicion that she is, in fact, immortal.
What? So soon?
- What happened? - Is everything all right?
The Nana... headed for the altar.
She's getting married?
Pack your bags. We're going to Miami.
All right.
Shuffleboard, mahjongg, dinner at 4:00.
This is gonna be the best spring break ever.
The O.C. 2x21 - The Return of the Nana
Hey, mon.
Now, I know you think you're excited about Miami,
but I cannot wait for you to meet the guys at Nana's condo.
We got Abe, we got Stu, we got Stanley.
Although I think Stanley may have passed on.
- He had a prostate thing. I hope not... - I can't go.
What? Why not?
'Cause, you know, everything with me and Marissa.
Is awesome.
Fine, okay, but, you know, there's Trey.
Who's also doing awesome.
Ryan, face it, you've got no excuses.
Everything's great. You deserve a vacation.
We, actually, deserve a vacation, Ryan.
And it would mean a lot to my dad.
Yeah, yeah, he is kind of worked up.
- He's gonna need some company. - Well, he's got you.
I can't, man. My schedule's all booked up.
I got pinochle with the ladies on Saturday, bridge Sunday with the fellas.
I still got to call and see if I can get on that bingo cruise.
Thas gonna be freaking awesome. What about you and Summer?
I'm going to go over there, I'm going to apologize extremely sincerely,
and then I'm gonna get out of town before I can do anything else wrong.
- What do you say? - Miami. Miami.
Honey?
Do you have my American Advantage number?
I'm on AA.com and I'm trying to use my miles to upgrade.
You know me, I hate sitting in the middle.
Is in my purse. But whas the rush, sweetie?
Is not like she's getting married tomorrow.
I know, is just... I love my mother.
- But who else would? - Thas terrible.
You wouldn't say the same thing about your dad?
You make a good point.
You know, she was just so happy on the phone.
I just want to make sure everything works out for her.
Great. Especially after the year she's had.
- You are a good son. - Oh, yeah?
- How about husband? - Definitely top five.
Miami, huh? Well, have a hell of a time, man.
- Thanks, you'll be all right? - Don't worry, Mom.
I'll be fine.
Uh, yo, Ry, look, I got to jump.
Probably the landlord complaining about something.
Have fun. See ya.
Definitely not the landlord.
Hey, you.
So...
I just wanted to come by to say thanks again for not selling me out.
Have you met Don Julio?
Yeah, me and Don go way back.
- Thanks for the gift. - Oh, thas not the gift.
I figure, a guy's been in prison for 18 months, probably got pretty lonely.
You have no idea.
Hey, Summer. Busy?
- What do you want, Cohen? - To... talk.
- Hold my bag. - Anything for my Million Dollar Baby.
Um... so look...
- I just came to apologize. - Why?
'Cause I was humiliated in front of all your oh-so-hip,
super-dorked-out, indie-music-loving, comic-book geeks
who looked at me like I was some dimwit Orange County ho?
But that was never my intention. Okay?
I really only wanted you there to be a part of everything with me.
Look, there's no point in your apologizing because you can no longer make me upset.
You're just immune to my charms?
Working on it.
But you know what I could use?
A time-out.
Well, you know, good. That, actually, 'cause...
thas good timing, 'cause I'm headed to Miami to see The Nana, so...
Well, perfect.
Yeah, go to Miami, get wasted and wind up on Music Video
- Nation's Spring Break Special. - Is actually nothing like that.
The only thing I'm going to be drinking is Metamucil.
Oh, yeah. Like I'm going to believe that.
Just go. Go sow your oats.
Get all of your Coheny, Cohenish Cohenisms out of your system.
And when I get back?
We'll see.
So just imagine, a whole weekend of nothing but this.
If you could just hold that thought till, like, next weekend.
- Why, are you going somewhere? - Uh... yeah, actually, Miami.
South Beach for a little spring break action?
Meet some college girls?
Not quite. I'm going with Seth and Sandy to see The Nana.
Oh, thas really sweet. Thall be fun.
Yeah, no, it will be. Is just, I don't know.
I feel kind of weird leaving Trey here by himself.
- I can hang out with him. - Yeah, really?
Because I was kind of gonna help him find a job.
- I got it covered. - Thanks, I owe you.
Mm, yes. You do. You do owe me.
A whole weekend of nothing but this.
That, I can do.
All right, now, you've got all the numbers?
My cell phone? The Fontainebleau? The Nana?
I got the numbers.
You remember how to set the alarm to no delay?
And if the alarm goes off, the code word is..?
"Greased Lightning." I got it.
Yes. Do you need any cash?
- I have plenty of money. - I gassed up your car.
- Which I so appreciate. - Are you going to be fine?
- I'll be fine. - I love you.
The question is, are you going to be okay?
Fellas, you got everything?
I got my cardigan, my orthopedic shoes and my humidifier.
Now take me to my people.
Is Carter in the office?
In the immortal words of Will Smith...
- Thank you... - "Welcome to Miami."
There's too many young, tan, healthy people here. I don't like it.
Les check in anyway. Hey, who wants some dinner?
Yeah, it is 4:00 p. m. in Orange County.
They put us on the early bird circuit.
I have the weekend to myself.
I thought we could roll up our sleeves, really dig in,
and maybe even get a few issues ahead.
Well, I'd hold onto that thought if I were you.
Turns out, Newport Living,
which I thought would be the last nail in the coffin that is my career,
is actually the thing that saved it.
You got another job offer?
- Well, Carter, thas great. - Thanks.
Yeah, so I fly out on Monday.
- Fly out where? - New York.
Thas where the job is and they're relocating me.
You're leaving?
I am.
But my publisher is lining up someone to replace me.
You know, someone who is smarter, and better at this than I am.
So...
I hope you don't think I'm jumping ship.
Because you are.
Is really great.
I was thinking we could have a farewell dinner.
You know what? We should.
Great. I'll make a reservation at Arches.
Or you could come by the house tomorrow.
I'll cook.
Man! I thought Newport was nice.
This is something, huh?
Yeah, if you're a fan of that vibrant night life.
Hey, why can't we go see The Nana tonight?
You know The Nana and her schedule.
Friday nighs mahjongg.
- What? - Yeah.
Since when is Friday night mahjongg?
It totally throws off my schedule.
Breathe it in, boys.
We've got a weekend away with nothing to worry about.
- Sorry. - Marissa. Whas up?
Ryan took off for Miami, huh?
Yeah, so I just wanted you to know that while he's gone, I'm here.
Cool.
Uh... you know, you don't have to, if you don't want to.
No, I want to.
And you know, I thought maybe tomorrow we could go job hunting.
That sounds great.
I thought with Ryan gone, I was going to be all alone in Newport.
No, not on my watch.
- So I'll see you tomorrow? - Can't wait.
You and Marissa Cooper? Yeah, right.
- Is not like that. - Sure isn't.
Not in this lifetime, or in this town.
Your move!
- Huh? You're playing with him? - Yeah, I'm playing with him.
- I thought you were playing with me. - I'm playing with him.
No, I-I just... I just moved.
Now we're talking.
- You're playing with him? - All right, so I'll watch.
- Abe, Stu, Stanley. - Hey, look who's here.
- How are you? - Terrible.
- Worse. Worse. - How's your nervous stomach?
- You still got schpilkis? - Why don't you have a seat?
You need my heating pad?
Back's a little sore. Back's a little sore.
All right, now I'm officially terrified.
He doesn't have this many friends at school.
So they do fly airplanes from Orange County to Miami.
I wouldn't know. I see so little of you.
Ma!
- You look better than ever. - Yeah? I'm getting married.
You remember Ryan.
Of course. Who would forget, with those arms?
You know, if I weren't engaged... ooh...
Ah, there's my grandson.
- Hello, bubeleh. - Hello, Nana.
I want you to tell me everything thas gone on for you this whole last year.
Oh... I can barely remember what I had for dinner last night.
- Please! - Welcome to the club, yeah.
- Me, too. - You know.
- You want to talk? - Sure, I do.
You keep an eye on him, make sure he doesn't die of old age, huh?
Is this... some Mueslix Malted?
Kirsten couldn't make it?
Well... she wanted to.
So how are things with you two?
To be honest?
They've been better.
You two will work it out.
Since when did you become such a romantic?
Falling in love will do that to you.
Speaking of which,
I have photos from the place where we're holding the ceremony in June.
So you should book your tickets now.
Whoa, June? Whas the rush?
- Pregnant? - Eh... very funny.
Listen, you go through a year like I did, you don't want to waste any time.
Besides... I want to move before the summer storms hit.
- You're moving? - Yeah.
Bobby is 12 years my junior.
This place skews a little old for him.
We're going to move to the condo you bought me in Sarasota.
Well, finally. It was meant to be lived in.
Bobby flipped when he saw it.
Beach front, unbeatable location, why wouldn't he?
I know what you're thinking, Sanford.
And cynicism is a Cohen family trait.
Yeah, well, I learned from the master.
Yeah, well... nonetheless, he's a good guy.
And he can move his practice anywhere.
Everybody always needs a good chiropractor.
Not another word.
- I can't wait to meet him. - Very good.
- Eat your lunch. - Yes, Ma.
Hey, Summer?
Oh, God.
Zach, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
I was in a rage blackout.
My therapist told me that boxing might help me work through it.
I came over to see if, uh, you were okay after the other night.
I'm in gym clothes, and my hair is in French braids, so I'm terrible.
Cohen and I are on a time-out.
He went off to Miami, to, I'm sure, party it up like he always does
this time of year when we're on a time-out.
Well, are you too full of rage to hang out?
Maybe come over for dinner?
No offense, Zach, but hanging with your family couldn't sound worse.
Oh, no. I totally understand.
Um... they're in Aspen for an economics conference.
Come on, I'll cook. Italian.
Francesca gave me a great recipe.
Choke! Sit down.
Sorry, is a figure of speech. Victory lap.
You cleaned his clock.
Not that he'll pay up, that cheap bastard.
All right, listen up. What do you say?
Uh, are you ready to roll? 'Cause I'm really hungry.
Hey, I'm famished, too.
It doesn't seem like there's anybody left to beat,
so why don't we go into the dining hall?
We're going to have lunch, my treat.
- Can't beat that. - Can I get in on the action?
Mary Sue. Nice to meet you.
This is my grandma, Mary Ellen.
Uh, actually we were going to go eat.
- Right? - Yeah, well, you like food?
One round?
Sure.
Sure... Ill just take a second. Okay!
Rack them, sir.
Hey, how'd it go?
My dream's come true.
- I'm cleaning toilets. - You got it?
- I start tomorrow. - Oh, thas great!
Uh, so, we, uh... we got to celebrate, tonight, okay?
I will make margaritas.
Um... I'll bring the guacamole.
Sounds like a party.
But, uh, I've got to stay here, fill out some paperwork, so...
I'll see you tonight, uh... And hey, thanks.
I feel like my life's coming together.
Hey, I'm happy to help.
So, uh, I'll see you later.
I do believe we have a new shuffleboard champion.
- I can't believe she beat me. - I can. Can we eat now?
Absolutely not. I won't go down like that.
Look, these people look up to me. I'm like a god to them.
Do you, uh... want to lose again?
I want to play again.
Only this time, why don't we make it interesting?
A little wager.
You want to do money, you want to do food?
You want me to streak naked through the bingo hall?
Actually, uh...
- I do need a partner. - A partner?
Uh, what kind of partner?
Well, see, besides being down here to visit my grandma,
I entered into a dance contest.
Dance contest?
For Music Video Nation, for their Big Spring Break Special.
And the winner gets $5, 000, which... would really help with my college loans.
That sounds very reasonable, Mary Sue.
The only move she's getting out of me is a victory dance.
What up, what up, what up?
My name's Swerve, the host of MVN Sp-Sp-Spring Break.
Coming at you live from South Beach.
Hi, I'm Pixie, one of the stars of Sherman Oaks, the Real Valley.
All right, all right.
I hope y'all are pumped up, because this next performance
is gonna be off the chain and totally bananz-oh-bananz-oh-bananas!
Bring 'em out for my dawg, from the dirty South, T. I!
Bring 'em out, bring 'em out, bring 'em out, bring 'em out
Is hard to yell when the barrel's in ya mouth Come on, swizzie!
Bring 'em out, bring 'em out Aye, aye, check 'em out, bring 'em out
TIP comin' live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life
When I leave both the Feds and the State
Wanna see my need, the whole city got berserk
He got treat, another rapper got a hit but surely he not me
Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed?
Da King back now, y'alls Don't even know how to act now
Hit the club strippers gettin' naked 'fore I sat down
Still ballin' money, stack taller than Shaq now
I don't know, man. I never played anyone under 85 before.
All right.
Um, I think the registration tent is over there.
We need to sign in.
So what kind of dancing are we talking about here?
A little jazz step, a little soft shoe?
Actually is not quite a dance contest.
It isn't?
- She's got whipped cream, Seth. - Yeah, I know.
Maybe she's baking a cake.
See, I'm going to cover myself in whipped cream,
and you're going to lick it all off and eat a cherry
out of my mouth before any of the other contestants.
Did she say "cherry"?
If we win, it would mean so much to my grandma.
Not having to worry about my college loans.
With all the money she spends on medication...
Is... her grandma.
What does she have?
Yeah, well, just hope...
Summer hasn't paid her cable bill.
I got a packed house yellin', bring 'em out, bring 'em out
Aye, all my hot girls yellin' bring 'em out, bring 'em out
Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin' bring 'em out, bring 'em out
From the back they yellin bring 'em out, bring 'em out!
- Ryan! - Hello?
Hey, what's going on?
Uh, is, um, actually kind of a long story.
Can you do me a favor?
If you see Summer, would you, um, keep her away from the television?
Well, actually, I was going over to Trey's to celebrate.
- He got a job. - Really? Thas awesome.
They disqualified me from the wet T-shirt contest, but don't they look real?
Wait, that wasn't The Nana, was it?
Oh, my God, I'm gonna puke.
Actually, I'm, uh... kind of wishing I was back home right now.
Yeah, I'm kind of wishing that, too.
Stay out of trouble, okay?
I got you.
Wow, is like a regular Olive Garden around here.
Buon giorno, Summer.
So, what is...
gah-nochi?
I don't know, I'm making gnocchi.
You never had gnocchi before?
No, I've never heard of it until, like, five seconds ago.
- How do you say it? - Gnocchi.
- Bellissimo.
Listen, I'm going to be a while, so I'm going to turn on the TV here.
Ah, MVN Spring Break Special.
Perfecto.
I took the Italian thing a little too far there, didn't I?
You had me at buon giorno.
Thanks for having me over.
And don't worry, I won't talk about Cohen.
Oh, Cohen or no Cohen, I'm just here for the gnocchi.
I really want you to like him, Sandy.
Oh, me, too. Welcome.
- Me, too. - There he is.
- Hey, Sandy Cohen. Pleasure. - Bobby Mills.
Heard a lot about you. Hey, sweetie.
Is unbelievable.
You look way too young to have a son this old.
- Hey, no offense. - Why would I be offended?
I have to tinkle, so you two have a lot to talk about.
Mainly, me.
She's a great lady, huh? Your mom.
What a pistol.
I always thought it was more of an AK-47.
I got to tell you, Bobby, since she's met you, she has mellowed.
My mother in love... I never thought I'd see the day.
She came into my clinic, I cracked her back, and the rest is history.
Wow. That is so romantic.
I'm just so happy she's met a nice guy, you know?
- An honest guy. - Oh, thank you, Sandy.
Oh, thank you.
You know, listen, there are a lot of guys out there, they see an older woman,
not in perfect health, with a million dollar condo in her name...
Well, we've all seen 60 Minutes, haven't we?
Well, I'm more a Dateline guy. I like that Stone Phillips.
Who doesn't?
You know, I was a public defender for many years, and my tendency is to be suspicious.
Is a problem for me, Bobby. Well, I've got trust issues.
I'm working on it. I'm working on it.
But I got a ways to go.
- You can trust me, Sandy. - Well, thas what I figured.
You know, so I tell my cop friends, my buddies at the FBI,
they say, "Sandy, Sandy, let me run a background check on this guy."
You know what I say?
I say, "Nah."
Sophie Cohen is still pretty sharp.
If she trusts you, I trust you.
Great... great news. They have fresh crab.
Oh, it can't be better than Joe's.
Bobby... you like Joe's Stone Crab?
Yeah, I love him.
I figured you'd been out of the loop for a while, you'd probably need to catch up on your movies.
Margaritas and movies, sure.
What do you got?
Oh, the best movie of, like, all time. The Notebook.
You know, I'm kind of more a shoot-em-up type guy.
Where people, like, die.
Well, James Garner doesn't fare so well.
Great. If is your favorite movie, I'm in.
A toast, to you. Thank you.
Ah, to me, I like that toast.
A little early.
Is okay. I just finished.
You made all this?
Is amazing what I can do when I'm off work.
Who knew?
Would you like some wine?
Um, I've been doing, like, a little bit of thinking,
and, you know, I'm not so sure I'm the guy for this job.
- You're backing out on me? - No, no, no. Is not that.
Is just, you know, there's whipped cream and I'm a little bit lactose intolerant, so...
If you back out on me I have no chance to win.
And Grandma Mary Ellen won't pay her medical bills
and I'll have to drop out of college.
Well... I'm a fan of Medicaid and education, so... okay.
Thank you.
- Thank you so much. - All right.
Is almost time to get ready. Okay, what do we do?
Hey, man, can I get a bottle of water, please?
How you doing?
- I'm all right, you? - Bad.
I can't find my girlfriend.
Oh, yeah? Lost her in the crowd?
I lost her last night.
She told me she was coming to Florida to see her grandma,
but her best friend told me she entered some contest down here.
Immodestly revealing her body for money.
Oh, well, spring break, that does happen.
It doesn't happen where we're from.
- Where's that? - Bob Jones University.
They find out what she's doing here, she'll be expelled.
Which won't matter when she's burning in hell.
- Mm, yeah, thas rough. - The worst part is,
I think she's cheating on me with whoever her partner in sin is.
Thas why I brought my boys with me.
- Oh, yeah? Some frat brothers? - Bible study buddies.
We get a hold of who's corrupting her, is going to be Judgment Day for him.
And Mary Sue.
Did you say Mary Sue?
This is scandalous.
I don't think I've ever finished a full bottle of wine before dinner.
Is it a bad sign when you drink so much that you can't open a new bottle?
Yeah, I think it means we should stop drinking.
We're weakening. Here.
There.
We definitely need to eat.
Well, looks like the Fontainebleau and I seem to be aging nicely.
Yeah, but the Fontainebleau has had a lot of work done.
This au natural thing is why I'm beating them off with a stick.
Speaking of which, where is Bobby? He should have been here by now.
Didn't he say he was going to be, uh, stopping off at his office?
- How far is that from here? - Not all that far.
I hope nothing is wrong.
Look at ma with a cell phone.
- I'm very hip. - I guess so.
- I just can't read the buttons. - Let me see.
Bobby, where are you? We're waiting for you.
What?
A malpractice suit?
Sweetheart, thas terrible.
Come over here so we can talk about it.
The airport? Where are you going?
Well, how long before you think this thing blows over?
I see.
Good-bye.
Bobby won't be joining us.
Just like that, huh?
What did you say to him?
Oh, man, okay, you are way too good at this,
'cause I've lost, like, ten times in a row.
Yeah, well, I was All-Chino in drinking.
Yeah, well, I thought I was All-Newport, but clearly you're in a league of your own,
because I'm... wow.
Maybe we should watch that movie.
You know, maybe we should get some air first,
'cause I don't want to fall asleep during the movie.
Is really good.
Uh, yeah. Sure.
Les do it.
I definitely need some air.
Hey, you know what? I will be right there.
I just need to grab my jacket.
A'ight! This next contest is dirty, y'all!
Is off the chain, is bananz-oh, bananas, oh, bananas, oh, bananas!
- Come on! - Who likes whipped cream?
Now les see which of these four guys is truly whipped.
Give it up, you all.
Come on! Whipped cream! Yeah!
Paint that body!
There she is.
Is time to bring fire and brimstone down on her and that skinny little sinner.
Whoo! Come on!
Hot teen sundae! Go! Come on, y'all.
Lick the cream!
Oh, my God, I love gnocchi.
Is like an Italian dumpling. What a concept.
Did you want more? I made tons.
Yeah, thanks.
This is that event where you have to eat whipped cream off some girl.
That is so disgusting. What girl would agree to that?
What guy would be pathetic enough to humiliate himself on national television?
Lick the cream!
I hope this is enough sauce. Uh... I put a whole bunch, so...
I... I guess you liked the gnocchi.
Somebody done won!
Ryan, we won.
Yeah, I know. We got to get...
- What? - Oh, looks like my boyfriend.
Your what?
Hey, who are those guys?
Uh, they're in the same Bible study class.
Oh. Think we can convince them to turn the other cheek?
- Prepare to meet your maker. - Looks like not.
I'm sorry, Ma.
I was looking out for you.
I know.
I guess part of me knew.
I guess thas why I wanted you to come down here.
I just...
wanted to believe I wasn't going to be spending the rest of my life alone.
I could extend my trip.
- Spend some more time down here. - Please, sweetheart.
You have someone you love back home. You should be with her.
But it would be very nice if you visited your old mother a little more often.
All right.
I think that was the best meal I've ever had.
Well, I'm glad you liked it.
- I'll tell the chef. - I thought I was telling the chef.
- Okay... confession. - Yeah?
I had the meal catered.
I am the worlïs worst cook.
Well, okay, but, so you went to all this trouble, why blow your cover now?
Oh, maybe is the wine.
But I think is because I can't lie to you.
I know the feeling.
So while we're being honest with each other,
you know this incredible job I was just offered?
I almost didn't take it.
Because I didn't want to leave.
Thas nice, because in the beginning you hated Newport.
Well, it wasn't Newport I didn't want to leave.
Good luck with your new job, Carter.
So long, Kirsten.
- How you feeling? - Better, thanks.
Yeah. How could you not?
What a night.
Look at this place.
Is pretty great.
Is amazing.
I got a job, a great place, great friends.
Come on, come on, come on, howl with me.
Come on.
Dude, that was terrible.
What? I'm not one for the howling.
Oh, no?
You just need to be woken up.
Hey, you know, when I'm with you I feel like I can do anything.
And...
I've never felt that way before.
That's sweet.
You know, we're not so different, you and me.
Hey, you know, I think maybe it's time...
Wait, wait, wait. Where you going?
- Trey, what are you..? - Come on, come on.
I've seen the way you look at me.
You know, no one's ever been this nice to me.
Yeah, because you're Ryan's brother.
No, is more than that, and you know it.
And I get it. You don't want to hurt him.
But he doesn't have to know.
No, Trey. No. No way. Okay?
Never. What?
What, wait, wait, wait.
- What, I'm not good enough? - No, look, I don't mean it like that.
- Okay, just let go. - Come on, come on.
Look, Ryan gets all the good life, huh? Right?
Get off of me.
Come on. No one needs to know.
Get off me! Off of me...
Please. Help.
Dude, look what you've done!
I guess those guys really do believe in an eye for an eye.
- Hungry? - I'll pass.
Is too bad we can't tell anyone what happened.
No one would believe us anyway.
Yeah, is probably best I don't tell Summer.
Yeah, you know what, man? I'm going to call Marissa.
Check in, see how she and Trey are doing.
All right.
I'm going to go back to the room and... lick myself clean.
Night.
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