You don't exactly look like a kid who needs their hand held. No worries, Robin, I'm not here to treat you like a dumb kid.
Nailed it in one. Exactly like it's really crazy. Except really, really, really, really, really crazy. Mind-blowing! The kind of crazy that's going to require some sort of food therapy for me to fully process it.
Probably ice cream.
I'm a friend. Or I will be a friend. Eventually. In the future. When I don't have a headache and when you're not all...wee.