Mm, butt print. There's no discernible butt print.

Also, you have an orange juice mustache.

Okay, who ordered what? Oh, I believe I had the half-drunk cappuccino with the lipstick on the rim.

You'll also find a laminated copy in your welcome packet. It's on the back of the emergency escape route diagram.

Yeah, it's great being a real estate agent, my face is on billboards and pens.

How did you know we were here? Well, she obviously saw the tire tracks we were leading up to the closed garage. Obviously.

And we don't sell drugs, just menus, so the only lie you'll be telling is we print on recycled paper. We don't.

Sorry. There's the picture Sean wanted, 25. You have two days to print for cover. There's your quintessence.