Well, you know. Between the coffee girl and...Everything else, it probably should've been obvious.

. . . Excuse me?

Geez, I'm sure he's lucky to have a friend as supportive as you.

YOU HAVE 38 JOBS.

What kind of monetary choices have you been making?

Why is that your responsibility?

That's true.

...Right.

[ Slams head against the desk. Yells. ]

[ Simply raises his hand. Thumbs up. ]

I can't believe I'm ACTUALLY back on here.

Batty!!

Oh, yeah. This thing exists.

Ugh, I forgot this thing existed.

"Uh-huh. Because you definitely have time for that."

"I'm not joining your guy's night." He's frankly a little flattered that he was invited, but shut up. "Don't you have work to do?"

There's a deep sigh. "Now you're talking." It didn't really take him much to get on board. "But the 'new friend' part's got me worried. That's never a good sign with you."

"Don't invite random strangers to guy's night!" He throws his hands up, before pinching the bridge of his nose. "Mordecai...Your social circle sucks and I don't trust your judgement." Forward.