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- NBA playoffs, let's get ready
to see that chef Curry. (groans)
(gentle instrumental music)
Oh, well I love Zack so much.
I love you.
Oh, he's just my little cute baby bop.
Hey, snuggly wuggly bear, what do you want to eat?
Oh, what are you looking at?
(moans) What is that?
Oh, I don't like that.
What's my little weenie wisp gonna do without
me when I'm gone at work.
You're my little ray of sunshine, you know that?
I just don't know, I know that your mom
really liked your old ex best friend
and I just don't know if I'm gonna be able
to live up to the standards.
I'm nervous, okay.
What do I call your mom?
Mrs. Wiggly Bear?
- Hi.
- It's so nice to meet you, Justin's told me so much
about you guys. (laughing)
Oh, no, let me tell you, he's just got messier
since he's moved out of your house. (laughing)
I guess, yeah, I know, we're best friends,
I guess we weren't gonna label things
but we're labeling them now.
We're best friends, yeah.
(beeps)
Oh, I see you've just retweeted Gareth from work, huh.
That's weird, I can't remember
the last time you retweeted anything of mine,
let alone given it a like.
I just feel like you don't even look at me
the same way anymore.
When was the last time you even said I looked cute?
You know what, sorry I'm not Gareth from work.
I'm sure you wish Gareth from work right now
is making dinner with you.
Because I'm not Gareth from work.
Oh, where is Mister Twinkletoes.
- Okay.
- Where's Mister Twinkletoes.
- We gotta go, mom.
- He loves getting tickled.
- Nope. Nope.
- He loves getting tickled.
- I hate it.
Stop. Stop.
- Okay.
That was amazing.
I love them.
- Mm-hmm.
- Oh man.
You are exactly like your father.
Let me see your phone.
Let me see your phone.
Password.
(exhales)
(clacking)
Hi, Gareth from work, it's Justin's best friend, Zack.
How about you stay away, all right?
Put down your story too, let him know.
Hello, wiggly bear, are you even listening to me?
Damn it, Justin, you are just like your father,
you know that?
We both made some mistakes and we said
some things we regret, and I just wanted to take
a high road and say I'm sorry.
We're gonna do great today, all right.
Hey, hey.
I believe in you, all right?
If anything, you're gonna be the cutest one there.
All right, you go have yourself a good day.
- All right.
- Hey, twin pop, aren't you forgetting something?
Come here?
No, before you leave, spread a little pudding
on my cheek.
Justin. Justin.
I am not let you gonna go on a dangerous highway
and potentially get in a car crash
without smearing a little pudding
on my cheek.
You're seriously walking.
This is so typically you.
This is so typically.
You are just like your father.
(bangs)