I still don't have details, but I do know that whatever it was that's been trying to crush our dreams has been removed, blasted with a ray gun, and is being examined in a room far away from us. Which means for the first time in about a year, I will get to hug Rico without that awkward third wheel killing our mojo.
Still a few hours left to put him back together again, bit we're cool with that. At least I am. I'm just assuming he's not arguing either.
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