You didn’t even get him to quit letting Sharon into the office! Quickbooks? The kid gets paid to - why the hell do you think I would know if your grandmother got her medicine, man? I don’t know what the hell is going on here. You’re alive and you’re welcome - as for the rest of this, I didn’t even agree to come on this trip and that was before I had to deal with that cop’s creepy LARP plotline or whatever the actual hell we’re doing. You’re the only one I know! Who else should I blame!?