"Oh my god. Good thing we've got each other? That's -- you're making me regret it. You're making me regret it, Parker."

Tony gave a melodramatic eyeroll before putting roller to wall again, pressing the paint into the wall to grab that delicious even coverage. Painting, as it turned out, was a productive hobby, and something he didn't hate doing.

"Ugh, I'm gonna puke. Anyway, you've got people. Make sure they know you care. There's Jess and Bev right? Don't mess it up with them. Don't leave them for dead in Siberia or something."