For those of you listening to on the Cd, woman second row, asleep. Killer fucking seats too. If you were like standing and sleeping I wouldn’t give a fuck. But there are some crazed fans of mine standing in the back who would love to grab a little nap right there. Not fucking cool. What’s your fucking name? I know you’re going to have to wake up to answer. It is an easy question thank you. My all-night question was on that as well. Andrea. What the fuck is your problem. I’m a sensitive man. A lot of wine? Okay. What’s that. Slow down, sir. Everyone has their own agenda here tonight. What’d you do all day? Just fucking drink? Started early, brunch I’m betting. Didn’t you know you had something to do tonight? You did make it, that’s all I ask, for a room full of people that made it.