I thought I won $400 million, and then $500, but it ended up only being $30. Sorry. I will try to make it up to you that I’m gone. But it’s really your uncle Peter’s fault that he doesn’t have better employees besides me and your Aunty Rain. Don’t be like my other coworkers or your mommy’s.
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