Please, Coldplay is like the contagious and infectious gift that keeps on giving. It's a reoccurring disease encoded in your DNA and fighting it only strengthens its tight, soulful clutches on your soul. In your darkest hours, when there's nobody to turn to, there's Coldplay. There. In the back of your mind. Playing on repeat.

[He finishes that up with a small nod.] I didn't see you back in the Murdersville mixer.