[A pang in his head, from Robb.] I know. He says he's sorry that you had to get that one.
[A sudden view of the carpeted floor of his office flashes on the screen for a moment as he rubs his hand over his face, trying to stifle a groan at the idea of joining them. The words "sex vacation" are very close to coming out of his mouth before he suppresses them. Then he reappears on screen.]
No, really - guys, I'm fine. You both need a... vacation. Have fun together. I need to spend some time working, that's what is going to do me some good.