What? Of course I am. It can't be that hard, can it?
[He reaches up to lightly rasp his knuckle on the jut Chuck's wrist. He's a little worried. Something wasn't adding up and it made Mike's own gears turn. They could fix everything together - and the night before everything had looked fine, even if they had overlooked at something.] Chuck?
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[He reaches up to lightly rasp his knuckle on the jut Chuck's wrist. He's a little worried. Something wasn't adding up and it made Mike's own gears turn. They could fix everything together - and the night before everything had looked fine, even if they had overlooked at something.] Chuck?