Re: J. Warda/D. Hockney
[A sudden and very loud shattering sound resounds through the fourth floor hallway.]
When. Where--no, it doesn't even matter. You're taking unknown drugs and you've not even bothered to tell me until now. I don't care what sort of broken excuse you have, there's no way to justify that behavior.
You agree not to touch anything or this ends right now.