9x-xx-xx 23 The Welcoming

Oh my god, I am home. Very nice Mr. Thompson.

Thank you. I'm just glad I remembered the words. Hey, do you think people noticed how my voice cracked on the rockets red glare? I didn't notice. So what happens now? Well, first you have to honk eat, then we can honk eat.

Oh, okay, so now the honk is the food or is that the honk? I'll show you the honk eat. Oh, is it gonna hurt? I don't know if you do it to that. Well, I don't have to sing anymore, do I?

No. Well, go for it. Okay, we lean forward. I put my nose to your nose and my forehead to your forehead. Huh. And we share a breath together. And then I kiss you on the cheek.

Pftt. All done. Ah, that was cool. Way better than I had, Jake. I'm glad you think so. Now do it to everyone else. What, all these guys? They're all waiting. Jorah! Jorah! Oh, Cara Ruh! You only kissed the woman?

Oh, sorry. Well, you know what Americans will kiss anything. I'm not the one who started it. Uncle.

Let me be. Oh, you're a Karen? Kia ora Thompson. Having fun? Yeah, this hong-ying is great for your allergies. Where's your helper? I think she's finished helping me. Wise woman. So, you're on your own.

Yep, I'm honking. Now I'm gonna honking. Can you join me? You have to honking, Lisa. Oh, well, one extra special honking coming right up. You got a queenie. You got a mutter. When did you get here?

Obviously too late. Mutter? Don't you talk to me in that tone of voice? You should have wrung me. I didn't forget her. I should have been here to speak for him. You need a time to sort things out.