Good morning! A sunny day for Vlad’s birthday. He got his pizza meal last night, and he can have hot dogs tonight before Sunday School.
Someone should make him a cake, though.
I’ll make a cake, but I don’t know where Darks’ FAX machine is.
How old is he now? Six?
Things are hectic here, but I'll have my assistant contact the Fardeaux triplets to see if there's anything they can do . . .
[Get your minds out of the gutter, folks; the Fardeaux triplets are award-winning cinematographers who occasionally star in their own films.]