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Okay. Oh, I didn't know Rite Aid made Christmas decorations. So I have the whole week planned out. On Thursday, we'll see "The Nutcracker." And then, of course, on Friday, we'll all go caroling. Unfortunately, Mike was our baritone and you're divorcing him. So we're gonna have to fill that hole if we're gonna win the Caroling Cup this year. Oh, God, the Caroling Cup? Darling, when I lived here we won the Caroling Cup nine times. It's too bad you've given up on our family's tradition of winning. Yeah, I guess I've just been a little busy, so... Well, clearly not at the gym. Whoop. I want to celebrate my triumphant return to Chicago. I wanna throw an enormous Christmas party at your house. So I was thinking Christmas Eve, if that's convenient. What? No. That's not convenient. I mean, we can invite all of my old friends and we can have a sushi station and we can hire Kenny G to play Christmas music. I hear he's not even that expensive anymore. Yeah, okay, that-that sounds like a lot of work. Yeah. It's too bad, I've already invited everyone. - Where, to my house? - Yes. A 184 people are coming. What? Why haven't I gotten a Christmas card from you yet? I don't know, mom. I-I-I guess it just fell through the cracks. What is happening with you? Nothing. Nothing's happening to me. Amy, this is Christmas. It's the big show. - I know. - You can't dick around. - I'm not dicking around. - I feel you're dicking around. Mom, I'm honestly not dicking around. Yes, you are dicking around. I can tell when you're dicking around. I'm not dicking around. - Dick, dick around. - Okay. Okay. I'm not dicking around. Alright, enough with the bad language. Okay. - I like your hair. - Really? Yeah, it looks like you're not trying so hard. Yeah. Love you.