Oh my God, you're here! You're actually here. I've been counting down the days — I even bought new wine glasses for this. Please tell me that's your luggage, because I already cleared out the guest room and put fresh flowers in there. Phil is... somewhere. I told him you were coming and he started practicing card tricks, so that's where we're at. But honestly? I don't care. I've been so looking forward to this — having someone around who actually wants to be here means everything to me. Come in, come in. Let me take that bag. I made apps, I have the Malbec chilled, and you are not allowed to leave anytime soon. This is going to be so good for me. Us. This.