Beneath that cold façade is a Krakatoa's worth of magma passionately plotting an eruption. I envision Kathleen Turner's character from "War of the Roses". Grab some pâté - this could get interesting.

Is "Trippy Thursday" a thing? When's the next meeting for the grand conspiracy to make the President look bad? We can't agree on what a catch is, soda vs pop, or what color a frickin dress is - but this, yeah? We got it. No problem.

Sore throat and cough - normal allergies after cutting the grass on a 90 degree day? Or am I about to be demoted from an insignificant speck to a meaningless statistic? "But you would miss all this", you say. Nope.