Annie: Bram . . . Wake up, Bramble. We’re on a new sleep shift, and I’m afraid you’re in my bed.
Bram: Oh my, it got SWELTERING in here! NOT TO WORRY, I’ll have it fixed in a minute. RESUME YOUR SHIRTS.
Annie (thinking): Suppose it can’t hurt to check on this one more time . . .
Crystal: Calling: <3 Birch <3 No Signal Again Seriously, Where The Frell Even Is This